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Galashiels disturbed me, to think I liked this town when I first came here; now it just zones me out, but there was shopping to do.
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SubscribeGalashiels disturbed me, to think I liked this town when I first came here; now it just zones me out, but there was shopping to do.
It's a sunny bright morning outside, Charlie is in the Kitchen today, making breakfast as I am doing his routine farmyard chores due to his hop along bad ankle. Now that I finished the jobs the sky has become overcast grey, Charlie's ankle is better, so we're doing some errands today.
Yesterday Charlie gave me a lift to Galashiels, on the way he stopped for a piss, and I took a picture of a field covered in thick white snow.
Trying to get up and out of my tent from apathy can be such a haul in the morning but rise me all must project through another day.
Very unwell this morning, with debilitating symptoms of pernicious anaemia, after eating breakfast my eyeballs were rolling with tiredness (postprandial hypotension) and woke with a feeling as though I sinking into the floor.
The neighbour above me is an evil nasty piece of work, the junkie was up all night with his friend, high on cocaine, his scooby snack reward for destroying us.
Struggling to focus today, getting a lot of “jolts” and “missing gaps”. I have to find a perspective balance between being both insular and secular and practice some mindfulness before hyper vigilance fragments focus into temporal psychosis.
Had my eyes tested this morning, it was like something out of the 90s blade runner film.
Slept on the settle within this “crash pad”; next to me was a radiator, the heat was nice but space limited, twisting my neck.
The temperature dropped to 3c during the night, uncomfortable night’s sleep touched by the lingering cold. I require warmer clothes and a thicker sleeping bag if I am going to get through the approaching winter.