Quiet Window.

What a pleasant few hours.
Yesterday evening I went to Spoons with a few friends, some of whom I hadn't seen in such a long time. I felt much more relaxed than I have at recent meetings with people, which calmed me quite a bit. I had feared that I had moved on and was at risk of leaving people behind because I had outgrown them. Thankfully, this doesn't appear to be the case.

I am listening to Radiohead in an attempt to see what all of the fuss is about. Currently ploughing my way through their extensive Spotify archive, and am on 'Fitter Happier' on OK Computer. So far, I'm enjoying this album. I can't quite sum up in words how I feel about it but it seems to be striking a chord somewhere.

Had a great day today with friends in Canterbury. It's been such a long time since I went out for lunch with more than one friend at a time, and it was good to enjoy each other's company in an easy-going and enjoyable manner. I'm feeling quite content; if you disregard the slight ache in my ribs and the fact that I unashamedly shed a few tears and had to exit the room following Paris Michael Katherine Jackson's heartbreaking tribute to her late father.

Ah, and now on to my 'art'. If you can even call it that. I don't feel justified in calling it that because it has been so long since I actually produced anything that I feel is worthy of that label. Anyway- I have so many ideas, it's just a question of printing the photos and doing something with the words I have jotted down in yet another notebook. I feel slightly bad that I have neglected to do anything else to my poetry book which I started a few weeks back at uni. A lack of a USB camera cable is also not helping. I definitely need to be more proactive and thus more prolific.

The first folk festival of my summer is almost here. On the 22nd July I will go to Warwick with a few Folk Week friends to volunteer and camp for a few days. I will try to take my camera and capture some of the colour, dance and music that I associate with my beloved Broadstairs Folk Week- which is itself only a month away. It seems silly to me that I am yet to produce anything artistic relating to Folk Week, as there are reems of possible ideas. This is something I hope I can correct.

We shall see what the next couple of weeks holds.