Today, another attempt to spend at least a few minutes of my day living moment by moment.  Unlike yesterday, though, I will not make the grandiose assumption that I will die at half past three.  Or indeed won't...

This is getting so complicated.  All I would like to do is live in the present for a while.  Unburden myself of worries, anticpations of what may or may not happen next, self-accusations, resentments and be aware of everything around me, now.

So, I'm gazing out of the window, as we seep across the South Down, absorbing the vivid, post rain greeness of it all.  The cows, the tractor, the sensation of gliding in the train..

And I think: I must remember all this to write about it in my blog later.

Well I suppose living in the blog-present is beter than being stuck in the past, or worrying about not paying a tax bill