The word is a little grayer

Hi all.

Sorry it has been such a long time. It is amazing how living in London can turn you into a zombie. I feel like I have been on auto pilot for months. Just pottering along to make money, that seems to drain away much faster with an increased paycheck. I think I was happier when I was poorer. Still can’t seem to make a dent in the debt but spending is still ongoing. Most of the time I am not even sure on what. The pennies just disappear into air.

My time is wasted on useless things. Two hours traveling to work. Nine hours in a job that is unfulfilling, and another two hours traveling back home again. That is thirteen hours spent in unhappiness each Monday to Friday.

To be frank I have not been myself for sometime. My workplace has killed off my inspiration and increased my stress levels through the roof. I guess when I am not producing art I feel like I have no meaning.

And as I zoned out of life last week, someone reminded me how preciousness this living business is. I had the honor of knowing a talented artist who sadly passed away. I wish it was one of those happy stories were the person is found safe and sound.

The world is a little grayer without this kind soul. But I hope wherever he is, he is finally at peace and is happy. Because I shall always remember him with a smile. May we never take anyone for granted. And as cliché as it is, let us make this time on earth count.

I leave you with the words of Dylan Thomas as I hear my much neglected enlarger calling me. Promise there shall be a print upload by the end of the week.

Every morning when I wake,
Dear Lord, a little prayer I make,
O please do keep Thy lovely eye
On all poor creatures born to die

And every evening at sun-down
I ask a blessing on the town,
For whether we last the night or no
I’m sure is always touch-and-go.

We are not wholly bad or good
Who live our lives under Milk Wood,
And Thou, I know, wilt be the first
To see our best side, not our worst.

O let us see another day!
Bless us all this night, I pray,
And to the sun we all will bow
And say, good-bye – but just for now!

– Dylan Thomas


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