feeling so introspective right now,maybe it's the "premium dry".

and i shouldn't.
i know i shouldn't.
it's not healthy.

i knew that there would be no early bf mkts for me,
so i put the telly on.

ANTHONY BOURDAIN.
"no reservations".
cambodia.

AB,
the person,
and/or AB the package.
it's one helluva a gig.

and he seems so,
human.

cambodia,per se',
stands alone,
for obvious reasons.

but that bourdain chappy,
he really sells,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
that was so evocative.
the effects of watching that,
feelings,thoughts,
like opening up old wounds,
you can really hurt for those people.
y'know.

kind of,
sort of,
well,
it's a leveller.
feel so humbled by it.

i suppose,
that's the whole point of it.
and it works.
job done.

THEN:
it was fish town.
quite charming actually.
but,
mmmmmmmm,
been there,
done that.

looked across,
at my flea-bitten,
arse-wipe excuse of a dog,
gnawing at himself.

myself,
drinking cheapo,
and three parts to the wind.

thought i'd switch on,
and log-in.
i mean,
how much soul-searching can a person take?

have a nice day y'all.
erix.