To Be Insane

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I was out of bed at 6:20 am today. I walked the dogs with my Pa. I returned home about 7:20 am and indulged in basic chores, which I rather enjoyed, perhaps a false sense of responsibility? Left home for work at 8 am enough time for a coffee to kick start the day. On reflection, I oozed enough positivity this morning to make anyone gag!

Work was nicely busy in the morning, with minimal business in the afternoon, a perfect recipe for a bloody long day.

My herbs are doing bugger all.

I'd like to take this moment to make you aware that I am currently taking part in a production of "The Birthday Party" by Harold Pinter. It will be performed at the Arts Centre 23 April to 26 April. I play a character called Stanley. You will like it.

I have been rehearsing all night and I am rather exhausted, but while eating soup this evening, not soup that I personally made, but soup all the same, I contemplated the possibility that I might have the ability to be insane, in that I could chose to be insane, if I so wish. How marvellous.