It's green, people!

Life's as sweet as it gets right now. We're getting back to old times. Or at least I'd like to think so. Though one member short, at least we're not stagnating. That has to count for something. But not before I got myself pissed drunk of course. Come to think of it, that was sort of a catalyst. But hey, at least it was worthwhile, though I'm not necessarily proud of it.

At work, I'm keeping my bosses happy. On the surface? Who cares?! Other than that, I've been on the go, meeting new people and spotting old faces. But most of all, I'm writing features! It was not too long ago when I would read stuff written by Shaun Orange, Sid Lowe, David Pleat and envision myself writing my own. October's issue was nothing to be proud of. Can't wait to get my hands on the draft of November's issue.

Athlete comes to mind. Aptly so too-
"I see hope is here, in a plastic box."

Me

It felt like the first time. Really flew me back. What an upside-down. What a mix.

What a week.

Mood:
4 am- Cherry Ghost
It Means Nothing- Stereophonics
When Will I See Your Face Again- Jamie Scott and The Town