its been quite a while.

this is becoming a pattern with me. i really need to get into a habit of writing at least a little each day.

its really hard to keep my mind alert and interesting working everyday.

but its been really good thus far. just going along, doing my job, meeting famous people who are good at their jobs, travelling extensively in London and slowly making friends with my coworkers.

ive been thinking today about the power of words. the power of naming things. it stems from a conversation i was having in canterbury.

[i went down this weekend, saw K, and D and B and A [of course] which was great. Ended up staying longer than i expected, but it was lovely and wonderful. thought i am pretty emotionally and physically exhausted]

words are important. and powerful

[duh]

and make real things that are frightening or ephemeral.

i dunno, its pretty silly because it is pretty obvious. anyway, things are good, really good. im happy, living a life that is mine. i hope i can live it for a little while longer at least.

i dont know, i guess im just happy to be here and now and me...