balanceIt is Earth hour, the lights are off – I’m not sure if it’s cheating by still having the computer running.

I’m enjoying the dark. I don’t slow down very well in the evenings at the moment. Suddenly it’s late and time to sleep and start it all over again in the morning. I was thinking about this the other night, how I used to make better use of my evenings. It was space for thought, reading, writing and a point of recovery from the day just gone. Lights off almost allows for the standby. The better one would possibly be the internet – the phenomenally interesting, eye draining machine that it is. But I like it. Maybe I like it too much?

It’s really difficult to get that balance in life happening – a kind of routine. I’m clearly way out of whack on many things at the moment – a visit to my house presents some kind of physical evidence of that. It’s not all bad and I’ve got time to work it out in this lovely long life ahead, must say though, that the Mary Poppins magic would be easier.

My work at Ergo is very near to the close. I have been handing over my stuff to be finished by the end of March. I am conscious that it could be a good idea to sit down and work out what to do with time that will be on offer. Primary reasons initially were to “open up shop” on the freelancing front – which I will do although I am not sure to what extent, and to devote some more time to uni. I think that perhaps some of the time needs to be spent in working a few things out – even just fitting the whole slowing down thing into my life. I could map it (life) out to the hour like I did in my final year at school but I don’t think I really want to live like that either.

Here’s to balance.

How do you do it?

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That there is a model/porn star (as far as I can tell from the short Google descriptions) with the name Rebecca Matheson – my name. Fare-ye-well any branding of my own name in the whole sense of the word and kind of frustrating in terms of online presence. Bec Matheson, it must be.

Just don’t go looking it up.