Flat Sunday

Not feeling the best.  The idea of bringing the boat around not appealing despite the sunny skies.  Lack of wind now also favours Tuesday.  I do wish I had gone for the camping last evening, although who knows how you would be feeling now.  Alas.  The general funk of the fall descending as per usual, notwithstanding the Anne of Green Gables escape that saw our man over the line and the continuation of the Dal Law '04 Parliamentary streak.  You can at least claim some small assistance in this one.  A long fine tight rope.  Heh.

Morocco story submitted and shared around, exemplifying both the joy and difficulty of the process.  It is hard to see how it all comes together as something sustainable, which is part of the reason for some disappointment.  But let's see how the remainder unfolds.  Varanasi up next, and stories from that shore are well worth telling.  Plus the book proposal, book report, research essay, and publication assignments.  All easily done in time along with the end of the year.  Other errands need tending, but there are a few weeks yet.

Day notable for another ridiculous ending at home to Palace.  The end of Emery and the end of Xhaka at the Arsenal?  Truly, truly hope so.  Xmas still well up in the air.  Who can say what is next at this point?  Keep writing and seeing out the days until inspiration strikes.  And trust it will.