Blackpool running

Ever ask yourself why you don't live in a castle in the sky? Me too. Though wanton thoughts of delicious nonsense can be so fun, it does damper reality when we decide to return to it.

As it is, I sit in a garden oasis that is my home and life, and yet never can find the right combination to the safe. Is it the shiny ball syndrome? Perhaps. Or it could just be the musings of a lazy mind.

I admit the alluring embrace of Mary Jane herself adds to the appeal of my nonsensical musings but what writer or poet didn't have a vice in sheep's clothing?

Lost in a haze of manicures, pedicures and the occasional guilty viewing of reality TV, I find myself trying to see through the hurricane of life and ground myself. Why, you ask? Well I'm not quite sure. I prefer to not fit any mould but create it myself, yet like a spider who's spun a golden web, when destroyed, tries to desperately fix it and fit in with it's other spider peers. Why must I want to fit in? Well I suppose I am finally one of the masses. It's much easier to fit in, then to show both sides of a face that sometimes can be quite thoughtful, intelligent and thought provoking kindness or a side that hide a inner sanctum that most would run in fear of.

As my life passes me by like the switch of an old TV programme to a new one, I find so much irony in life. The rich strive to provide themselves with luxury and money yet feel a need to give back to charities that enable that priceless tax break to continue said life of luxury. The media blocks out all pertinent life events that would cause us to question what is truly important in life to show us the excess of Kim Kardashian and Kanye West. Has society become this vapid?

Sitting here with a copy of Hollywood Babylon 2 next to me certainly causes deep thought. All the clandestine activities of those long dead make for salacious reading on a boring Sunday.

I suppose I should wrap up this adventure that began in my mind and figure out what to make for the proverbial 'Sunday Dinner'. Why must this be so important? Why can't every dinner be made with such caring and preparation? Mix one cup of organic food with a half cup of exercise bakes a wonderful healthy body. Why is it we don't care until it's too late?

We are a flawed, wonderful species.