Then I sat down to write something for 'Vulture' this week (a review of my cultural week) and ended up with this; a bit of a sermon to self. I think that assessing the things that have floated my boat in the last week got me thinking about what really makes me happy.
I've recently been trying to quantify happiness for a 3rd party in the writing of 'In Cassidy's Care':
Somewhere south the weather’s warmer. I know that because the birds are leaving, flying towards greener grass, towards something better.
I know times are hard but; buy some steak.
What’s stopping you?
Fire those arrows of freedom, surf the waves of indifference, strum away the stress, run with the hounds of hubris and capture the moment in perfect digital clarity.
Then, do it all again.
It will become you.
Last night it was sparklers.
Today I think it might have something to do with Di and watercress...