Face book is dangerous. It allows an artificial level of connection to some old parts of your life that once meant the world to you, but are long gone. It offers false hope easily. It can allow things to consume you long after they would have otherwise disappeared. It also produces pointless little " wins " that in reality amount to nothing. This sure must be a tool of misery ? Ive wasted over 12 past months here.

After the driest September on record ive woken up to a wet stormy morning. Its actually welcome as I find long dry spells build up tension in me in a vague but subtle way. Its a cumulative effect though, and takes about a fortnight of dry weather to start manifesting...