There is something that I do when reading, I wonder do you do it as well I am reading Dan Simmons Book "flashback" took a while to like the lead character Nick Bottom, and follow where he went, now I am 490 pages into the story the story is coming to close. I know it is as there less words less pages in front of me than be hind me in this book. I am sucked into his desire to make sense of his pain his loss and betrayal, failure as man husband father son in law etc, but aT 490 pages in and I don't want the story to end. This my wondering am I the only one who slows down so as to be long in the tale, to be dwelling longer in the story. Am I the only one, I bet I hope I am not, But if I am does it matter. Still I am now off to write something. It will be posted on the website have great day. Remember dyslexics is a lovely thing to have, to see the world unlike other people.

Right then to writing, was the plan. So what a plan doesn't work out just stop pause and wonder why was that? The hardest things the stopping. You don't have to carry on. It is ok to stop. Sometimes the best thing is to stop. There is a time when you need to stop. The space where you think and work is cluttered! You find yourself think about the stuff on your desk and not the stuff in your head our life. It is the stuff of life that matters, you and I are meant to live. So go take walk, speak to a friend, wake someone up, this cane fun is the time difference is great!!!! I live in Australia it can happen, sorry if it does but it can happen coming the other way too. So love and forgiveness can be shared out. Oh yeah read a book, find a new one an old one there are moments where the words of another will lift your mind, heart, self to a newer hopefully better place. sometime just another place will do. My next place will be the table for a delicious bowl of carrot and corriader soup using orange and purple carrots. I will enjoy, you enjoy the rest of your day. The sunset is at the beach where I prefer to walk with my wife and daughter at the end of the day we laugh, talk, and splash in the ocean.