Technicolour

Lost in Tlos

A little colour to celebrate making it halfway through the work week. I've also steeled myself enough to at least browse through more photos from Turkey. However, I doubt that I will ever get round to uploading proper albums, even though I should. Life has become such a routine, everyday I just look forward to hitting the gym so I can pound the threadmill whilst the "ah beng techno" pulses of Satoshi Tomiie, Tiesto and Armin VB connect with my own pulse, jamming all synaptic impulses; effectively dulling the senses. Running whilst not moving is a bit of a irony. But life is full of ironies, and I can think of more tragic ones. Anyway, sometimes all that is needed is something to do, not a place to reach; to stay lost.