its back

I took this photograph more because I wanted to write something here, than because I feel photographically inspired.

I spent a few hours in the coffee shop of the garden centre by where I live earlier. I was looking for some inspiration out of a change of scene. It didn't help. I'm finding it hard to concentrate on a single thing.

The snow is back again, looking through the window behind the model boat and the mostly-empty bottle of Jura. I thought it had gone with the welcoming of 2011. But I was wrong. The snow wasn't the only thing I had hoped to wave good-bye to.

You see, it's already 8th of January and I've yet to have time to sit down and to figure out some sensible, constructive New Year resolutions.

I'd planned to resolve to..

be less busy and more organised

read more

leave breathing space in life.

pray more

But I've not had chance yet.

I think that I need to stop convincing myself that the worst of the proverbial hectic period is behind me. Each time that I escape for a while there seems to be an inevitability of returning to the same way of life that sees a caffeine kick in the morning as mandatory.

Or, another way of looking at it: It's only the 8th of January and already the days seem to slip by in a blink a I move from one thing to the next. The world is in fast forward around me and I can chose either to let is pass me by, or to try and grab hold and be jerked forwards.

So I don't think that this is a complaint (although I'm not sure). Perhaps it is more of an observation, snatched in a fragment of time (when I ought to be doing other things). Maybe my unconsious will manage all by itself to stitch this together with other passing half-ideas (I don't seem to manage full ones these days), into a complete phrase of thought.

Maybe.

Who knows.

I don't have time to think about it, really.

Life keeps on sailing by..

The (metaphorical) bottles keep becoming empty...