It's been a long time since I posted -
and I have good reason -
my computer died.
As they do, (when you most need them).
In the back of my mind, I often wish I was not reliant so much on a computer. Perhaps my thoughts of these things, made it finally give up. I have known it was going to lose itself, as it has been showing many signs of wear and tear. I chose to just let it tell me, when enough was enough.
So when the day came, I felt almost indifferent to this crash.
I can still retrieve my documents, which is most important.
A new computer is in the works; meanwhile I am borrowing screens.
I've managed to fill up the remaining half of my journal with hand written black ink, since the beginning of February. I now have no journal, so will be on the look out for a book to write in. I sit each morning before this view, and write with my espresso.
Writing is good. Let it out - anything will do.
I bought some watercolour paper and have created a new sketchbook,
More are in the making,
The last words I squeezed into the final space in my journal were,
'Autumn is upon us'.
I relish in the chilly mornings,
cosy evenings and mugs of tea.
Until my next post.