There was a moment this afternoon when, yet again, I felt totally at peace with who and where I was. Not only did I feel as if I was inhabiting my own skin but I wanted for nothing. That is a wonderful feeling.
As in any full life there are problems…but nothing that seems to steer me away from this feeling of being settled, peaceful and at one with the world.
I walked to the new road…it was wonderful…it’s nearly finished…not that I will ever drive on it.
I want to cuddle up with someone. To share my bonhomie.
75 pages into the script. It’s fucking brilliant…even if I say so myself.
