For a good measurement of a persons intelligence, we need to look at the tasks in which they fail, rather than the tasks that they can complete.

Grey Windy March Day...

Its a grey windy, dry, gloomy March evening. The roads are dry and grey, the land is a dirty brown  mixed with a hint of a green colour. The wind is in the North, but its no so cold. Ive seen this scene so many times, and its making me weary. Its the first sign of Spring, and the time thats known as The Ides of March.. Wars are planned, people start thinking about moving house or changing their lives in some way. A dangerous time to spend too long in anyones company, as its highly likely you will hear something said you dont want to hear oddly. Im exhausted but have had a few hours sleep this afternoon despite my wifes friend landing round with her little girl. I had just got in the bath as well...In some ways I feel ive re-charged my batteries a little today, but for a long while ive felt like ive been alive for a long, long while. I have little enthusiasm for much more of this plod. Not that ive a bad lot in life, just that its been such a long drawn out affair. Im tired of time, whatever that means.

Today is as grey as my profile photo.