Rain from my office window

I’m sitting here, my girl is overseas, I am running on caffeine and brief, weird sleep. No feeling for this work. More than usual though. Want to curl up in a ball and play strategy games.

Maybe I’ll cancel my plans forever and revisit a fully-modded Close Combat 5

Feeling alright though, actually. Pretty calm. Letting it all wash over me. I feel like I am lying just below the surface of calm water, in the sand on the edge of the beach. In no danger. Quite at ease.

Finished a project, several more on the go. Writing. Acting. Music. Got to sort myself out with that last one, get something new going on. I need direction. But that’s okay – it will come.

Is this becoming a fucking journal? I hope not. Stream of consciousness darling, stream of consciousness.

Just a few drops of rain outside. I love watching rain from my office. Makes me feel cosy. There is hair in my face. Have a little water – I’m a healthy fucker.

Apparently I’m swearing more than I used to these days, but that’s fine. Don’t worry about it.

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About dcduell

Failed musician. Trying to write for TV. Never sure quite where I'm headed. Serial un-funnyman. I used to do a lot of writing. Sometimes I still do. So I decided to put it on the internet. I'm on Facebook and Twitter. Pretty active on the former, not so much on the latter. Holler at me.
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