I’m writing this on a bus today as opposed to the trains that the last three were written on. It’s an interesting metaphor, writing on the move. Writing is a journey unto itself.

So after all that’s happened recently I had work drinks last night. Left me feeling a little worse for wear as I write this! It’s important, though. Not necessarily drinking, there’s plenty of downsides there. Taking moments to unwind, I mean. Forget, if even just for a second.

On an aside — Guinness is completely​ different to what I thought it would be looking at it. A don’t judge a book by its cover moment I suppose. Not the world’s biggest fan of the dark stuff all the same, mind!

No fiction from me today I think. Instead I have another author recommendation. Kris Gage writes so eloquently, particularly on the oh so complex (messy!) matters of the heart. I’d strongly recommend you check her writing out.

Over and out.

Thought for the day:

Wherever you are, be all there — Jim Elliot