Long Time

I don’t mean to neglect this blog, but…my head feels so full, my life so full, my house so full. And I don’t know how to write it all down. And really there are lots of stories. And I am often quite confused about things. And it is so so hot. It seems hotter than it used to. And really we need a surf shack by the water and a boat, as a change from the purple house sometimes. Although we do have Eco Bikes now, which were Magic Bikes; one orange, one blue, where different parts fall off each day. But they get us to the market to buy all that fish and to the water to check the waves, and just to stand there and gaze out at the water, the amazing blues, the flying foxes, the ospreys, the jumping fish and the painted tropical sky. And all those hellos. “Hello Masta.” It is all feeling very challenging. I seem to be going through a process of peeling away layers of me, trying to discover how there is no me at all.