Just had a minor freak out because I couldn't seem to find my dashboard to create a new post. I thought everything had changed and been locked down. But here we are. Turns out I hadn't signed in properly.
I swear, sometimes it all seems a little too hard.
I'm feeling the pressure of not keeping up with the blogs I want to, and I KNOW I owe Alex reading and comments.
Things are otherwise good, apart from this online stuff. I look at facebook too often, and twitter as well. Things have changed a lot in terms of those compulsions and I'm not sure what to think about that, or what to do about that, if anything.
Just came back from dinner with a good buddy but the poor thing, I feel whenever we are together I just dump a whole lot of negative shit on to her. Much like I'm doing here.
The seasons have turned here in Melbourne. The weather is still gorgeous but once daylight savings ends there an instant change in vibe.
I've decided to try to go to Russia and elsewhere north of the world in 2017, probably December, January, February, maybe March if I can swing it workwise (teaching that is). I want to hunker down somewhere cheap (!!) for a couple of months and write in there, as well as seeing northern lights, snow stuff and all things Russian. Whether this happens or not, we shall see.
I'm feeling very sigh'y tonight. I think perhaps it's best I go to bed and read. That always makes things good, not that they aren't goo. They're just sigh'y.
Oh but Game of Thrones is coming this month. Also the new GIRLS has started, and I love it. And I'm [trying] to read more Indian literature and non-fiction this year and it started badly because Salman Rushdie almost killed me with his masterpiece Midnight's Children. It's amazing but boy is it hard.
I think that's it for now. I really want to try and get on here a little more often, but clearly I am off to a shithouse start with that.
Am heading to Alex's now, to check in... Still want to read her Hilary post.