My previous blog was called days gone bye and in hindsight was started at the beginning of a real”down” phase in my life. I took to writing instinctively as a way to find meaning but I didnt keep going for a number of reasons. Firstly “being down” robs you of energy and direction so starting things is all well and good but you end up surrounded by unfinished jobs, half eaten meals, broken promises. Its a downward spiral.
For many years now I have dipped in and out of writing. Knowing all the while it’s my preferred way of life and what I would like to do a for a living I have just got by, just paid the bills.
You come to a point in life where you just can’t go on doing the same thing because it works. You have to try and fail, even if failure seems inevitable. So I’ve decide to blog and write with a view to making it a full time way of life some time in the future.
It was no accident that he had chosen this house. It was a modern home in an old building. It was cool in summer and warm in winter. The walls were thick and the floors were sturdy. In a time of quick builds and optimised space they literally didn’t make them like this anymore. He’d bought several in cash with stolen CIA seed money when he’d first dropped under the radar and laid a paper trail back to his old boss to cover the theft. If any auditors went looking for the missing loot the investigation would wind up at his door and the murdering douchebag would end up in Alaska or Arizona chasing sovereign citizens.