Summer is finally here. It is around 30 degrees in London and I’m not complaining.
In my previous post I promised you all an update.
After two and half years The Swede and I are no longer together. It was a good two and a half years. It just got to the point where I was not happy and felt like I couldn’t be myself. We decided to stay friends which is cool as we did have some fun times together.
It’s quite weird as I thought that when we would eventually break up I would end up being bored. In fact it’s the polar opposite. I’ve been going to the gym more often and playing a lot of tennis after work. For the first time in two years I’ve had to decline an invitation out as I had already planned to go out with someone else.
As I mentioned above I’ve started playing tennis after work. It has been about 11 years since I last played tennis properly. I was a bit nervous to start playing again. I play with one of my colleagues from work. He’s an awesome player, and, at the same time he points out where I need to improve my game. Every week we both seem to be improving our game, we’ll be pros in no time!!
Three weeks ago I met up with one of my friends I haven’t seen in years. I suppose you could say he is a long lost friend, we met up and spent an afternoon drinking tea, talking all things tech, discussing Brexit and chilling out.
I totally forgot to write about seeing Hans Zimmer in April. One of my good friends booked up tickets to see Hans Zimmer in April at Wembley Arena. It was Hans Simmers first World Tour and it was incredible. His musical scores in movies are amazing and to see him perform to a sold out crowd at Wembley Arena was awesome. I cannot wait until I get the chance to see him again!!
Apart from working, playing tennis and going to the gym I haven’t really had much time for myself. I’ve still got some holiday planning to do with my friend. He is an absolute legend and after his planning and fantastic organisation our road trip around Yosemite is going to be epic!!
Anyway, I think you’ve all heard enough about what I’ve been up to. I better get back to it, my daily to-do list and my yearly bucket list waits for no man!!
A lot has happened over the last few weeks. I’ve got so much to write about, and I’ve been working on a few short stories as well. I’ve penned some ideas for for a full story, with a view to getting it published. I haven’t forgotten about you all and i’ll have some new stuff up shortly!!
Today has been a bit of a mixed bag of feelings for me. I awoke to the breaking news story that the United Kingdom (UK) has voted to leave the European Union (EU). Yes, I voted. I won’t say for which side because that isn’t how democracy works.
It seems a lot of people have been misguided into believing that now the UK is out of the EU they’re all going to be rounded up, deported and made redundant. This is not the case, it is 2016 not 1939.
As i’m sitting at the dining room table with my cup of coffee the Prime Minister gives a speech. In short he is going to resign as Prime Minister in October, before the Conservative Party Conference.
It is said that change is a good thing. I don’t personally believe this quote. Every time I have changed something for the better I always miss something of the old. Whether its a car, motorbike, job, a pair of shoes, anything.
With a fresh change on the horizon maybe a change of leadership, and, a step back from the EU is a good thing? Who knows?
I’m not sure how it’s going to pan out. But, if we do descend into post-apocalyptic / political anarchy I’ll certainly be ready and keeping myself well out of the way.
I don’t really watch a lot of television. For some reason I don’t have the patience, or see the point, of binge watching an entire series in one day or night.
However; over the last few years I have stuck with The Walking Dead. Seasons One and Two I absolutely loved. The season finale at The Farm, in my opinion, was one of the best moments in television.
Season three was a bit weak and seemed rather pointless. It did introduce us to some new characters, but the story felt slow and reptitive. I stuck with it though and watched it to the end. I still preferred season two’s finale to the finale of season three.
I’m now on season four. This season has been gripping from the very beginning. The story has been fantastic it has kept my eyes glued to the screen. I would say backside glued to my seat but there have been some scary moments where I have just jumped out of my skin. The mid season finale was on par with finale of season two. At one point so much was happening I couldn’t comprehend what was going on.
I have four more episodes of season four to go and i’m hooked. Who knows what seasons five and six have in store. I can’t wait to see what happens next.
Anyway, I better get back to watching it. The last episode ended on the mother of all cliffhangers!!
I stand here on the edge. A cold, crisp breeze blows strongly against my face.
Beneath this precipice that defines my current situation is an endless void – Unknown and mysterious.
I, myself, am not afraid. This leap of blind faith signifies the strength I have to take a risk and accept the consequences.
I inhale a long deep breath, shut my eyes and take my leap of blind faith.
I’m lying in bed, the orange glow of the street lights are shining through my open curtains. The display of my alarm clock is illuminating my room in a dark shade of red.
The display on my clock is a blur of numbers. I’m too tired to comprehend what time the clock is displaying.
I lay there awake, a sense of drowsiness attacks me, but sleep continues to elude me. My mind seems to be in overdrive and my heart is beating out of my chest.
The sound of silence poisons me. My ears are now tuned into something beyond the quiet. A high pitch whistling fills my ears. I block my ears with my fingers and the noise feels like its embedded in my brain.
The high pitched whistling cancels out the quiet and I soon drift off to sleep. I awake to the buzzing of my alarm clock, I feel more exhausted than when my head first hit the pillow.
I sit on the edge of my bed, my hands rubbing my face. I mentally tell myself “another day, another dollar, up and at ’em.” I wake up and head downstairs for breakfast.
I’m sitting here on my motorcycle at the junction. The red stop light shining bright in it’s prominent position high above the empty carriageway.
There is eager anticipation flowing through my veins.
My single cylinder 500cc engine humming elegantly beneath me. The slight smell of petrol and exhaust fumes lingers in my nostrils. The cool summer night air caresses at my neck, I pull up my bandana. My leather jacket zipped only halfway up.
The light changes to orange, I press my left foot down to change into first. The light hits green I release the clutch and open the throttle. The engine roars to life and I fly off into the night. . . .