Good morning all,
I hope everyone is doing ok.
Mrs B and I took in a comedy show in a 120 year old opera house. We sat in the gods-You could feel this history and tradition in the place.
Drove home through a drunken saturday night: bars packed, people on the streets, taxi, and armoured police vans on patrol. As I drove my mind became preoccupied with a single thought:
You are boring now.
This grew, evolved and escalated to how only alcohol would make me interesting again. I phantasised about maybe having one or two in a years time. As I neared home, I noticed a young man wondering down the street in a state of intoxication, looking forlorn.
I realise these thoughts were my monkey brain, cued by the environs, screaming to be fed. But I resisted feeding the monkey.
Well, rant over!
I hope everyone is keeping well.
B