... the night is warm and the stars are bright

[cybermule]

This is such a beautiful song. I've spent the entire day lost in it, wrapped in the innocence of the lyrics and the simple beauty of the riff. It's just such a perfect love song, although I'm not a fan of that genre, I have to admire it.

I've been finding more and more that sensory things absorb me completely. I guess I'm just becoming more tuned in to what I like, so I gaze around absorbed in every visual detail, and sink myself entirely into the music, and become entranced with the physical sensation of swimming. And no, I'm not permanently stoned :) Just a little tripped out on life.

I'm probably becoming close to being institutionalised with this new found game :) I spent the day in Bath, gently humming and singing to myself, and flying the miniature kite that I bought from a guy on the street corner. It was a beautiful sunny day, actually. May is a good month in England. Oh, and I've become addicted to good olives :)



Heh, and on a more banal note, I finally found out my correct bra size. Which is possibly TMI, but after fifteen years of having to buy the damn things, it's quite a relief :) My dishwasher finally broke. This is not bad news, as I won't replace it. And tomorrow I'm taking my front gate off its hinges and recycling it. This is not the first(?) sign of my insanity - I just care a lot less about someone coming in and standing on my path than I care that I'm constantly having to deal with other people obsessive-compulsively closing my gate for me.

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[cybermule.livejournal.com]

Brilliant :) I'm spending the first few days in Toronto, but Allison is leaving on the Tuesday. And as Matt no longer seems to be turning up at all, that leaves my schedule completely open. As I suspect yours is, but anyway - what would work for you?