Hiroshima

The stars project that this month will be hard for me to find a place, find a rountine. I'm in a rut of random swerving. To get right to the point, I have no ambition. Life, such as it is teaches lessons to late. Just watching TV, could have fixed the problem that's now unfixable. Time to move out and start again.
really the whole thing will come two and this hangover of a month will soo be over. We're almost halfway there.
where did all the interesting things go. I used to look forward to the blog because there was something I had to shout from the mountain. Ambition still escapes me