Strange

So I have gone from being depressed to being okay to anxious. Now I am feeling okay again. I have no idea why and there aren’t any major reasons for these sudden mood swings.

Looking at the events in the news it’s a wonder that anyone would want to get out of bed in the morning at all. Geoffrey Bloom who was once a UKIP MEP now an independent hasn’t a clue what racism is or the meaning of being tactile. Pointing out that there are no black people on the cover of a poster isn’t being racist. Excluding them is.

The mass killings of innocent civilians in Kenya once again highlighting the dangers of radicalism and terrorism. How on earth anyone can justify their religious beliefs by killing another human being is beyond me. Yet the loonies, conspirators and those who are there to spread hate and discord blame an entire religion on an evil minority.

Yep, you can see why I have trouble with the world.

But there are many who allow peace, love, tolerance and understanding to flow to every part of their life. They are not necessarily religious or doing it for ulterior motives apart from the fact that they are genuinely nice people. That’s what I have to focus on each day and that’s what gets me out of bed. Well, that and two cups of coffee.

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Pain in the arse

Sometimes I am a pain in the arse. Grumpy moody and downright miserable. Today is one of those days. I feel down. For no reason. The sun is shining it’s a lovely September day. It’s harping back to the few days which we had in the summer. Times when we felt better about life. Why shouldn’t I feel good about life?

Change

When I moved into my current house it took me months to get used to it. I hated it. It wasn’t my old house and I missed it. Even though it was near a marketplace and I was woken every Saturday morning around 6am to shouting and car doors banging it was my home.

It took months to adjust to my new house and it wasn’t because it was any worse, in fact, it was in an area I always dreamed of living. But why was I so unhappy about moving house?

Most people can adapt to change but when it comes to things of uncertainty I shy away. Starting a new job, moving house or an upheaval in our lives all cause to upset us. We must admit that despite what we are going through changes are usually for the best.

It’s easy to be stuck in a comfort zone. It’s what makes us happy. Even a simple update to a phones operating system has ruffled a lot of people.

Take each day as it comes. I know I do.

Communication

You could email, text, phone, fax (mmm not many do that now), ring me! Why don’t people? Without going into too much detail a couple of people have let me down but just not picking up the phone and communicating. I have explained time and time again that it’s easy. It’s when people don’t it really pisses me off.

Like a company who had my car in for repair last year hadn’t bothered to contact me throughout the day and it was only when a hire car company asked for an update did I have to chase up information.

It’s the lack of consideration that gets to me.

Anyway, rant over. As you were.

Syria

As I am listening to parliament debating the situation in Syria. I am open person always ready to listen to both sides of the argument. I saw people from “Stop the War” coalition on the news protesting against any potential action against the Assad regime. I had a look on their website to see what their view point was. I am a bit concerned that all they seem to say is “don’t do it”. To me that isn’t a solution to the worsening situation.

To say to another country “what you are doing to your people is wrong please stop” isn’t a solution either. Our proportions always seem to be wrong in this country. We call for the death penalty to be reintroduced when a single person is tragically murdered but if we hear that thousand have been killed is a mass killing we say that we should negotiate with that country to almost metaphorically give them a telling off.

I have never been a violent person. But if I saw another person attacking someone else I wouldn’t stand by at let it happy. Or politely tell them to stop.