Today:
I look like shit, no make–up on, hair an untidy mess, wearing clothes to clean the shit that is my office
The weather is shit – I live in Lanzarote, home of winter sun, this year there is none. It is cold and it is wet and it is shit.
My friend has cancer and is dying and that, my friends is really shit.
Some days are bad days, they will be followed by good days so we just have to ride them out. Because when it rains it transforms something normally dry and dusty into a thing of beauty.
This is the view I have this morning, and it is only like this because of that awful weather.
