Pinball

While lying in bed reading the magazine and tying to go to the land of sleep and dreams, a thought came to my mind ' I haven't made an entry i my bolog for almost a week now'. My mind is like a pinball machine: when a glistening shiny silver metal ball is catapulted in some invisible arms bounce it around to each and every corner of the mind, bruising the soft pink pulp of my brain until i descide to act on the thought and make the ball fall throught the gap between the arms and so that the lights on the top of the pinball machine flash the 'game over' sign.



Here I am trying to put my mind to rest. I belive that ther is a positive correlation between the amount of 'bordem' and the lenght of blog entry. Now there might be some mediating factors like avalibility of time, tiredess etc which could effect the realtionship. However this is not the case at this pont in time. I am simply posting to ease my mind which has been itching to put the thoughts into words and give a reflection of some recent antics:

walking throght the streets of venice, sigtseeing in Bergamo, climbing the Duamo in Milan, breathing in the mountin air in Veza, killing time in the trains by pulling faces and being scared shitlesss of a 2 month old kitten! Here is a pictrure to set the mood.



I make the entry blue which represents calmness and scerenity. I dont belive I am calm now, lost metal balls bouncing around.