Time, where does it go

Where does it go?? The last few weeks have been very manic and this week doesn't look to be much better what with work, a pitch tomorrow in Zurich and then returning here fri afternoon.

I don't ever have time to write any more, I'm tired and the poetry has gone up the spout....that's also because am very happy though.

Why does happiness = less angst = less creativity in terms of writing. Maybe I should give writing while happy a pop....just don't think it would be as interesting.

Onwards and Upwards and big spaces between blog entries....

xx