Walking at Night


Yes I do enjoy walking at night. The world’s a lot more to my liking then, not so loud, not so fast, not so crowded, and a great deal more mysterious.

Status: grotty. full of phlegm. Woke up this morning stuffed to the gills accompanied by a pressure headache. Suspect that continuing to train plus a normal 7 hour per night sleep schedule is not doing my body’s ability to recover any favours. Struggling to start my day as a result; all I want to do is hunker down with a cup of hot tea and a good book instead of getting on with the day. But, I’m way too stubborn for that. (WordPress you’re forcing me to use American spelling by scarring words with Red Death squiggles when I lean towards the British, and proper, spelling. Damn you.)

Radio silence.

My maintenance person is on vacation for the next two weeks, so I suggested to the tenant that we wait until he returns because he knows the unit and I trust him. Offered to source another maintenance person if they wanted these “issues” resolved sooner than that, but my preference was to wait for my regular guy. The response was: silence. I recognise this behaviour because I’ve employed it myself. Antagonistic, I’m-the-victim type language to start and then when I don’t get what I want I throw all of my toys out of the pen by ignoring you and giving you the silent treatment. Yup, I’m way too familiar with that kind of controlling behaviour. Six days into a new tenancy which is meant to last twelve months. This is going to be a long year. The good news is I don’t have to listen to them bellyache for the next two weeks.


Spent last evening exchanging naughty pics with someone I met on one of the dating apps. I have no intention of meeting her in person. Well, I did at the beginning of the interaction, but as time went on it became apparent that she’s one of these Lost Girls with weak boundaries. I’ve dated way too many of those types of girls. They’re fun for short term dating, but are not long term relationship material (heh, and apparently neither am I). It’s uncanny the way that my dysfunction lines up with their dysfunction and how we can find each other so easily. In any case, now that I recognise what is actually happening, what my programming is doing, I can make an informed choice to either accept or pass. I think I’m going to pass on this one.

Ok, sufficiently warmed up now, best get on with the real writing…….

Nikon D3400
1/60 sec
ISO 1600


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