The Book of Ashes
Legend in his own mind, creator of all you see here, he walks this Earth on the path of the becoming.
On Thursday, 13, February 2003 Ashes wrote...
catch up... 7:10AM
Seventh in the list and its only been three days. Yeah I've disappeared, time is passing me by, I would maybe think that aliens abducted me and I lost some time but I don't wear a watch so I would never know...
Right now I'm trying to write but I'm not in the right mood for it. Funny how that works. I can do maths most of the time but being creative requires a certain mood. I'm restless at the moment which I think is the problem. Gotta get past that but thoughts pervade my mind. Silly thoughts that make you smile and don't let you do anything. I am stuck.
I don't even know what I've done this week. I think I went to the gym a few times. I went for a 10km run with Martin and he keeps asking me to go again (the next day). No I am not that much of a machine (yet). I have typed out a CV for my auntie, acquiring a bottle of coke and a milk chocolates tray in appreciation (I am the man, I work for food (and beer)). I have dusted off the old word-a-day sheets and have returned to learning those to increase my general vocab.
No brillant thoughts right now. Our washing machine broke down last night. Dan & I dismantled it trying to find the bra underwires that were clogging it up (this was the last problem with the washing machine).
Might go for a run tonight.
Saw a man on the street the other day asking some tourists for directions to Te Papa (go figure). I told him I was heading that way and would take him. Next thing you know he's asking if I'm Christian. I tell him know and he asks if I know that Jesus loves me. I didn't want to tell him that Jesus was dead. After a few more such questions I subtly changed the subject. He told me I SHOULD believe in Jesus. So much for not being pushy