Dear @Dayleeo — 22nd of September — when you’ve taken both the red and the blue pill.

good morning hunny.

i know exactly what you mean, especially the half way up statement, we have certainly got mountains to traverse or climb to a certain degree in the short to long term. lots of places to be, lots of things to do, all slowly coming online, in true fortnite style placement the blocks are appearing around us. instead of the walls being put in our way we are able to decide where they should be, instead of stepping on life traps we decide the path.

you brought up the made in heaven film. yeah, it’s really strange and i’m not sure how but when i fractured my wrist and i was in that dark place of just treading water i kinda knew i couldn’t wallow in self pity, i got online, looked for new video comms systems just to ‘hang out’ but when i saw you in that video chat it was like i saw a different narrative running along. it was like i saw through the person that was there, i saw a memory almost, like their was just something that clicked for me. we both know what our lives were like at the time. it was a bit of an impossible situation both sides.

you also mentioned cheese. once the car is sorted we have to spend more time in matlock and the surrounding areas, head to croots, spend £100 british pound there on abstract cheeses, good food and drink and have breakfast there, i feel it’s the only way to join the time lines together, we have so many bits of media to be recording in these places, it would be a good addition to nomad pictures and nomad video too. i’m glad we started those projects as they will be easier to pick up and keep running now we have additional help waiting in the wings — plus we can always farm some of that work out on steemgigs as well as mini little steem jobs.

i’m not waiting for the starting pistol. i am the pistol. i am the pistol. i am the bullet, the mechanism and the steel (but soft and fluffy) body of the casing. i have pulled the trigger many times in a russian roulette style but only now the bullet has fired. it surprised me but at the same time a small grin formed in the corner of my mouth. for a moment, i had the power. unknown, undiscovered power, the power of force. the force of will. i’m now travelling faster than i have before. i am the bullet. i have a target. i’m getting there fast, i do not care about the impact or the damage. just the target. i will hit the target, i may not hit the middle but i will be in the impact zone. i will have impact and i will get there. i will travel much distance to get to the destination but i will arrive there.

phew. yes. let’s fk’ing go. options. all options. the headphone replacements, shoes for hiking and the 4g amplifying aerial, part of the kit to really update the connectivity in the van (to replace the iPad ideally to something more modern and ideally faster) arrives today. kinda pumped about it if it comes off because the router has external aerial slots for this aerial so i should be able to pull in a better 4g signal plus it has ethernet ports, ideal for attaching the raspberry pi 3’s for the cctv testing, another side project for those nomads on the go but also for me to use as input for obs. yayayay.

completely been ignoring the fact that you and mini mouser have not seen each other for this amount of time. that’s really bad on my behalf. i know you spend time virtually each week near enough online but it’s not the same, i think that’s gonna be quite emotional for both of you. i know it will be for me seeing you both like that. i know she has a lot of love to give and she really just took to you so easily. i think it’s the kid spirit we have and that she can see what we are like together, nothing is disrupted it just works. she’s got a good head on her shoulders that one for what’s right. i think she get’s that from her mum, she certainly get’s her silly from me! :)

pouring the coffee now love,
you’ve been a rock these last years,
we got us here. we. together.
by bouncing ideas, pushing services,
testing this, applying that,
making ripples and time dents
in that universe. whatever time there is
for us, we take it now and we run
we belong to the night.

mr mouser x