Must have been...

..the bad sushi...

Been off a few days. Bad sushi, I think so anyway.
The earth keeps rotating whatever comes my way, and having a smile on your face is worth more than you think when things get tough.But things have been really great so no need to get a foot in the emotional swamp. Live for the present as I keep saying.Thats no so stoopid..

Another trip tomorrow to Serbia and Belgrade. Hopefully once again there will be the travellers tails that so often are written on these pages.Talking of pages, the corner is now being turned finally (well, trying to anyway) but it's been tougher than I envisaged. Not quite there but surely on the way.
The Bad sushi left its mark in more ways than one, strange hallucinations of fully covered tattooed men becoming over familiar, Wish U were here played by an irish duo, exoctic picnics with the view of a "sea of carports" and visions of such gorgeous woman and just one look would drive a man to drink bacardi breezers!Weird and wonderful and like all dreams they come to an end and you wonder what the hell that was all about!And all down to a plate of raw mackeril on rice.

So now its time to look ahead to the next three days. Still don't feel so good and indeed the Matyr träsket feeling is very strong since the bad Sushi.YeYe Whatever!