Ever stopped to really think of what Christmas and Easter are all about? Mother's Day? Father's Day? In the commercial world of today events that have existed for centuries have been taken over. All shops are full of rubbish for such events. Restaurants flaunt their special menus on these occasions. On this day, 2 days after mum's anniversary I have Mother's Day flaunted in my face. Everywhere I turn it is there. But of course mum isn't.
The result of this symbolic day is that I'm keeping a very low profile. I have my beloved opera on, I have been reading, had a healthy lunch and am at last about to tidy up my flat. Later I will slow roast the pork shoulder I have. Then I guess a film. Anything to get away from the commercial nonsense that surrounds me at this time.
Next Friday marks the end of our academic term. I will continue working up to Easter then have a few days off. Will spend some of it with dad and if time allows I might venture into London. Yet that is all dependent on what if any progress I have made on my MSc assignment. I'm more positive about that than I was but there is still a long way to go.
I Heard a Voice.
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