The birth of my blogg

Now i can talk in silence, are you reading or are you listening?

20.01.10

I take the day off work to get some writing done.

Progress report.

Bad start - leading from poor decision to stay up all night watching dodgy 80's horror films

I wake empty at 10:22 am.

Both hands are numb, i have either slept on them or the blood is elsewere. It doesn't take long to figure out which.

I go down stairs to switch on my computer, 3 1/2 minutes later my blog account is conceived.

I sit hollow, watching nothing on T.V.

Called the clock a lair when it showed 12:09.

Take the dog out for a walk to see if i can seek inspiration from the trees.

The trees offer me nothing, I stand rooted before them for a good 10 minutes then shuffle back home when the craving for a cup of tea clouds over me.

Begin tea making process.

I get a taste of the future when I eat tomorrows packlunch today, it taste like brie and grape wrap

I turn away from making my cup of tea for a moment to take another bite of the future and get the milk out of the fridge, when i go back to making my brew the milk is already in the cup.

I feel sad for a moment about not being able to remember putting the milk in the cup but then i feel better when i forget that i was sad

I have altered the future, tomorrows lunch has gone. Is this what they call 'The Butterfly effect'