The Saab is dead

The engine has died
on an old and noble steed.

Rest well you old Swede.

Well, that's okay. I

didn't need to save money.

Sweet sweet sarcasm.

Now the hunt begins.

A car that I can afford.

(Perfect timing too).

The New Year approaches

With the year ahead,
quick's the word, sharp's the action.
It all feels brand new.

A toast to you Life.

There's two bottles of wine down,

Still angry at you.

I'll forgo a glass,

drinking straight from the bottle.

It's a Saturday?

Timing is the key.

Damned if I'll get this one right.

Just one of those nights.

No quick solution.

It has to follow this path.

Still, I'm not happy.

The joys of red wine

and good music keep me sane.

Time heals all they say.

Overreaction?
I can't see beyond this.

Just disappointment.

Sadly, it is a 

shared personality that

brings us together.

Sadly, it's timing

that wrecks what is possible

and the wonderful.

Sadly, I didn't

meet you when we needed to.

That's what I regret.

Funnily enough

I know that you feel the same.

Then cue the gut punch.

First date, Christmas Eve

A late night ending
and still smiling this morning.
It all just went well.

Indecisiveness and general worry.

Glasgow? Toronto? 
I'm just torn on this topic.
Cue up the Clash song


Main problem: money.
I'm used to this lifestyle
(plus I'm comfortable).


Is this Peter Pan?
Or a want of adventure?
Symptom of 30?


But still, first things first:
start the visa process now,
then look for a job.


A few steps ahead 
won't kill me. Plus they may just 
answer some questions.

Future plans on past visitations

Of the few places

I've been in the world, I like

Olomouc the best.


The centre of Europe. 
An old capital city.
Only noticed by few.


Pièce de résistance:
the astrological clock.
Why? It's communist.


One day I'll be back.
To walk quiet, snowy streets
on a New Year's Eve.

Double edged sword

Sunny winter days.

Always frigid without fail.

A sneaky beauty.

All because of a knee injury

After a month off,
tonight I went back to the gym.
The hurting is yes.

Starting strong, but what about the finish?

This will last how long?

A project that starts today

Life haiku for fun.

Short, sharp, small stabs that

will help me to remember

the days as they pass

It all begins on

the shortest day of the year.

All quite apropos.