I did it again. Clear skies out there and I’m sitting writing about a mountain I climbed a while back when it’s summit was in cloud. Christ.
As I’m writing this the clouds to the south have orange halos sparkling around their fringes.
I need to get a diary or a personal organiser. Ah, no I don’t, I need to find the one I got for Christmas. Haven’t seen it since Christmas morning. I bet Holly’s got a hold of it and it’s full of mermaid drawings now.
That’s my girl.
I really can’t be arsed now, I want to be out, hours ago I want to be out.
Christ.
