Head Space Daily Words...

I received a letter from the taxman yesterday and it wasn’t to wish me a happy Christmas. Why do they do it at this time of year? Why not in June when nothing happens, summer is starting and more optimism is in the air? Makes sense. Anyway, I went to the Market Porter pub at Borough Market to meet an old friend for a drink or three and a catch up in the evening. He is a successful businessman. We were talking about an old friend of ours who is a hotshot lawyer. I know many other friends who are equally as successful, then there is me, who still gets a kick out of listening to and buying vinyl records. Have I missed something in life? Should there have been a certain point where everything jut clicked and I said to myself, ‘right I am a grown up now, from this moment forth I will do what is expected of me and become an upstanding citizen.’ I don’t know, but I do think at the age of 40 it is all down hill from here. Where do I go? The first thing I have done since I got home was grab a copy of Hamlet - my default book when in need of inspiration. Speaking of inspiration, I listened to The Beatles Revolver album on the tube home. My god, what writing and musicianship. Incredible. What inspiration to listen to it. Check out HSD Tune Of The Day. In fact does anyone actually listen to the HSD tune of the day, or even read this blog? Who knows?