weird clouds

started work a bit later today, which meant i had time to stop and stare at the weirdness of the clouds and then blip them on the way over to the office (thru holyrood park, turn right and thru the parliament, fact fans). normally i look at things when i'm on the way to work and say 'i wish i had time to blip that!' - i guess i should stop and snap, because pix rarely come your way again, but then i'm always so late getting to the office...

and even though it has very little relevence, this cheesy 80s song popped into my head. i've felt a bit lost off and communication-breakdown-y recently, maybe it just all clicked together. i've been promised time and talk, here's hoping... cos tho i know i have a tendency to over-analyse and want to talk too much to get every little detail straight, i also know saying nothing doesn't work. when we talk, we're always ok, right kit?