Between Two Extremes

Poker on a Sunday afternoon. The £20 freezeout at Gutshot. I thought I'd win this one. Karma was tickling my ears telling me so. Turns out Karma was flicking my ears, and I didn't notice.

But that's the deal with karma, so best ignore it. I wasn't in the mood to play really but wanted to get out of the house. Should have gone to the pictures. And there's another one at 8pm tonight. Don't want to be here. Don't want to go home. 'Rhwng ddau begwn' the Welsh say.

But it's important to be chipper. Grin and bear the 'muppet-calling' stories that inevitably come and think ahead. Busy week. The aim is to keep work to within office hours. And with the right kind of diligence and hard work we professionals can sometimes pull this off. And it's fun work. I'm in with the best of it.

Just asked a guy here about his cowboy boots. Perhaps the magic is resurfacing? When you find magic it's pretty impossible to ignore it or keep it down and out of site. Grabbing it is the only way to deal with the stuff, and never let go. Kensington High Street has a place. So too Camden Market. Re-ignite the feel good afterburners. Home in. Don't lose sight of it.