So close to my knees

Another Thursday. (And, later)Another headache, another heart-break, I'm so much older, etc.

Rum and Coke Tuesday and Thursday this week, the age old Captain and the rest. 'Tis undeniable, and good. The falling days to mark the year in this apartment, two weeks tonight in which you will be on the plane(s) to the Holy Land. Desirous of everything at the same time, as the Kerouac print silently screams.

Yes. The tier 1 visa investigated, and that seems all that's needed for the job front until the road. The April birthday and the May 9 emirates fixture solid bookends to the necessary. Although I wonder slightly about the role of St. Patrick, particularly if SE Asia is postponed. You may look into the aquisition of Visas at Canada House, Trafalgar.

In any case, the twilight may be upon us. We trust that the upcoming trip will be as smooth and seamlessly dominant as ever. This has the potential to be grander even than the Incas. Full moon on the Nile, baby. What more do you want?

The red light is flashing. More later. Forest for the trees. How did the ground get so close to my knees?