I started painting it’s really slow

Painting progress

Once I've done the planning, it gets really slow. It's winter now, so paint dries slower still. I'm painting the background in a near-white; I'm guessing three coats, which in January is three evenings.

Always tempting to rush ahead with a new coat when the paint is touch dry, but this way lies peril, on the off-chance you're thinking of making that mistake.

I'm sure someone very clever indeed said you shouldn't really use ";" if you want to be a good writer. whoever that was can come at me. Ditto anyone who thinks I have to use capital letters at the start of a sentence. My blog my rulez.

Music

Been listening to old cassettes, a mix from '97 this time. This 4Hero track stuck out today, as I remember it did when we first heard it:

It might just be me but things seems to have gotten even worse in the last 19 years. We do have iPhones though yay!!!!

Back then I was still convinced the world would wake up to climate change soon. I’m still convinced we’ll wake up eventually, but am now resigned to it maybe taking longer than perhaps my lifetime. And being very damaging in the process.

Not to be a bummer, but... well anyway you have to keep trying and doing the right thing. Even when it seems hopeless. Which it does.

Saying "there's no point" acquiescing to nihilism seems egotistical to me. Just cause I won't or don't see any benefits of being "good" doesn't mean I shouldn't try. We are all connected. Everyone alive today, yesterday and tomorrow.

One should accept being a drop in the ocean, or beat of a butterfly wing or another metaphor for something small and apparently inconsequential.
Where did that all come from? Sorry.