Writing

I am currently trying to learn to write like an adult. It seems that whenever I right my thoughts down, in a diary or anything else, they always read back as the meanderings of a heart strung teenager. Why should this be?

I don't think I sound particularly like a yoof when I talk?

Anyway, I'm working on it and that's the main thing for now.

OU course is going OK, although I need to catch up a little in the current unit. I got 85% for my first effort; considering I forgot the bibliography completely, that was a good score.

i want to ride my bicycle

The joys of the approaching summer have made me long for some quality bike riding. I keep contemplating the ride to work, but the last stretch of too busy road is scaring me...why don't they widen it, or put a path in...perhaps I should consult my MP...oh no, that's right, he's a rich Tory with no concern for my well-being at all.

Can i sustain?

I am a simple man.  My needs are few, but expensive.  I feel let down by aspects of this future I have fallen into.  I am more and more inclined to live in my past for many happy memories...