Week past was such a blast.. starting my new project, realising I'm deeper in 'like' than I want, blew my earnings on materialistic wants and not needs, and renewed my faith in the fact that 'I'm better off alone than with someone I don't deserve.'

Last weekend was spent at the Maylands fete and at work, slid into a relaxed family atmosphere and shot poloriods in Dome and the various art stalls.
All week, all I did at work was either;
- dread the tiredness I would feel or smell I would have on my skin after work
- wish a travelling circus or some sort of fascinating troupe could save me just for the various hours I was at work
- think. which has made me realise that thinking too much just proceeds to fuck everything else up. 
- wonder about this one regular I frequently serve that has ink all over his neck, arms and his torso (or so I would imagine with his clothes off)
- yearn for a known face, someone I could hold a conversation with for longer than 30 seconds 
- yearn for Thursday (day off and regular date with Dorafa and Eboney) 
- yearn for the weekend

Well weekends here and its proven to be quite placid. The weather forecasts that tomorrow will be perfect for the sea so I shall be venturing out with some of my friendlies.

 

Well I guess this is it for this Saturday night. I shall proceed to go devour more of my organic mango yoghurt and make more paper cranes.
Ear juice: Horse Drawn Cart- Mystery Jets

Till next time lovers.