Morning thoughts

morning sky

Curiosity is one of my traits.

The following self observations led me to take an online Obsessive Compulsive Disorder quiz; I have possible signs of OCD.

  • I avoid looking at advertising and signage unless I absolutely have to because my subconscious annoyingly, urges me to examine and read ad nauseum.
  • At work I attempt to clear all of my emails and red work items every day, answer and return every call. Failure to do so, I believe is a sign of not being in control.
  • I check the bank balance and the level of Saltwater Creek frequently every day.
  • We have floor tiles throughout the house. I assume they are imitation slate due to their dark colour and random repetition. When seated, I have to consciously stop gazing at them. Patterns form into spectral images: a faceless being wearing a jauntily placed broad brimmed hat and an off-the-shoulder bawdy bodice. Ghastly eyeless grinning orbs on stalks. Sea creatures emerging and vanishing. Duck bills, frost, damp.
  • There is a rap song I like, First Class by Jack Harlow, why do I hear butt crack up in the sky, a for the arse?

Moment of stillness

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Two buses go past as I wait for the green man to appear.

There are two people loitering near the stop. There’s no sign of the express service in the crawling metal convoy before me. I decide to take the train.

I walk briskly towards the railway station. There is usually an ant like line of pedestrians along this route, not today.

I notice the purple green leaves of a ginger in bloom.

As I near my destination I see yellow and silver carriages setting off to the city.

I smile to myself, at least I have captured a moment of morning stillness.