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title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #4: Transience"
date:	2017-12-05
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  ![](/img/1*pqel094QFhnDClAbNh54GQ.jpeg)Photo by [Yutacar](https://unsplash.com/photos/JKMnm3CIncw?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)I’m writing this on a bus today as opposed to the trains that the last three were written on. It’s an interesting metaphor, writing on the move. Writing is a journey unto itself.

So after all that’s happened recently I had work drinks last night. Left me feeling a little worse for wear as I write this! It’s important, though. Not necessarily drinking, there’s plenty of downsides there. Taking moments to unwind, I mean. Forget, if even just for a second.

On an aside —Guinness is completely​ different to what I thought it would be looking at it. A don’t judge a book by its cover moment I suppose. Not the world’s biggest fan of the dark stuff all the same, mind!

No fiction from me today I think. Instead I have another author recommendation. [Kris Gage](https://medium.com/u/67d9cdce33af) writes so eloquently, particularly on the oh so complex (messy!) matters of the heart. I’d strongly recommend you check her writing out.

Over and out.


> *Thought for the day: Wherever you are, be all there —Jim Elliot*