Fri met up with Buddy in the Falcon. I'm sure the 219 is one of those hydrogen buses. Bumped into John and Mark there; various paths traverse..embrace the moment. One idea leads to another; upward spiralling into control. Sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're the patron saint of the virtuous paragon. You can't do everything at the same time; the inner message tells you where you should be.
Thurs was pretty lively at Catford after an innocuous enough start; consolidating new alliances...it's not 2010 and it ain't ever coming back.
Tonight promises to be equally if not more lively Irish hooley style with my equally if not more bad taste bretheren. Cameras, glamour at the ready. Going to a community event now in the rain to give a nod to when growing up. Someone there radiates love and it will be good to add to that feel good energy.