Hope

I awake every morning with the ambition of writing an intriguing blog entry but by the end of the day, I have failed yet again. Inspiration has left these shores.

Every creative ounce has been squeezed into editing, perfecting and analysing the book. My days are spent alone, either working on HKM or walking the streets and parks, surrounded by glowing mothers and their young children. Or old people.

I hope that the release of the book will propel me into action...because I've just about had my fill of solitary days.

"Hope for the future"...isn't that what this life is all about?!