I spoke to Jan the other day and he laid a particularly important ground rule to quash my indecision. He said to take one day to consider and really contemplate and then stick to your decision for the rest. But I guess one very fundamental aspect that nullifies the ability to quash such indecision is that my decisions are shrouded by confusion. And personal direction and feelings change in a whim.

I've been looking pretty much at my trip photos to reconcile my thoughts. These are forms of escapism that I take. To leave it all and run off to some distant country like the South of France, bask in the sun and forget all that's lost.

Another food for thought, evenings, why do they stink. Imagine staying at home at 7pm when the air is cool, the sun is setting, it is going to be dark soon and you have nothing to do except sit and think. I seriously dislike evenings.