I had breakfast this morning in a restaurant facing through the glass windows that show off the open circle, the people that hurry along either embracing the rain or getting wet. Beyond the people walking on by, there is the villiage road that runs past it and it's as though car's tail lights are more red and bright with the rain falling. Perhaps the raindrops cleanse and illuminate in the grey overcast darkness? I had a full English breakfast, a cup of tea and an orange juice. Its strange, but I often find myself in restaurants or coffee shops just to view the world from the encapsulated walls of inhabitance and look out - I guess, my increasing fascination with the world in front of me and the sence of sensing it is coming to its zenith perhaps? I like the seclusion, only if that seclusion allows me to implicitly interpret my thoughts while watching the world move in front of me. This seems to stimulate other thoughts too for example; I was walking back today and walked past a roadside restaurant (the same villiage road mentioned earlier) and too it was looking out over the road, only this time without the circle before it, as it was for me. I noticed as I walked by and turned my head four fat ladies around a table eating. They seemed to be enjoying themselves and I seem to remember, as I reconstruct the vision I saw in that brief moment, the bent, semi outstretched arm of one of the ladies - much like a rolled paper with a dent in it where the elbow would theoretically be - and then it was gone, I glanced away. As I walked I thought how about it but nothing came from it. The rain brings out a strange concentration in me.

I went to the dentist, this time a was assured that I'd not need to be back for another 6 Months and this was confirmed as I pressed passed August and September on my iPhone calendar. It was raining when I left and I had started to embrace the use of my rather neglected umbrella... I've been using an umbrella for about 4-5 days now and it's not merely a practical solution to the rain, for I've not used an umbrella for years and normally relied on water proof jackets and hoods or indeed, just never minded the wet... As a new umbrella man, the feeling of being encapsulated in dryness inspite of the rain is fairly empowering - I know it sounds discountable and petty but sometimes small things make the biggest impressions on me(that table of fat ladies for example). Also, it feels almost as if you are in traffic at times while walking a busy street as a sensible walking distance is required unless one wants to bash umbrellas with the people in front and around you and face up to disconcerting looks of contempt! Each person is like a little car, each in their dry little moving spots, masked from the wetness and it struck me how of all the things that are inherently designed around coupling, umbrellas are very distinctly personal. They are unusually used to house more than one indivisual and this became apparent while thinking of the dryness inspite of the wet and then apparently the lady with an umbrella in front of me. It makes me smile to realise just how much obvious realisation intrigues me. Perhaps this is a hint that I am The Idiot in Dostoyevsky's novel yet ignorance and naivety is somewhat refreshing.

I also watched the Avengers in 3D IMAX but left 3/4 through it because I yearned for something more constructive(the gym) and I got bored and my neck hurt as I was placed 3 rows back from the screen - confounded auto set selection! That said, in the movie, the acronym SNAFU was mentioned and that I enjoyed tremendously. Even now, I'm quite pleased about it, having looked it up a couple of weeks before and being pleasantly and humerously entertained by its definition.

Besides this and my new found connection with umbrellas - the outcome of which was that I bought a new umbrella - I went to the gym after having bought two new running t-shirts. I ran to the gym, that was about 2.3kms and then I ran a further 1 km on the treadmill and what ensued was a rather vigorous training session and again I found myself walking back in the rain. I also invested in a new pair of boots similar to my last, both in bargain quality price of which I could not tear my eyes away from and by the style of the boots.

That was pretty much my Friday to Saturday right there. Today it's Sunday and I woke up gradually until 2 o'clock in the afternoon and was dismayed to find I was out of coffee. A sense of impending doom has been brewing ever since I decided, a few weeks back, to not renew my tenancy agreement and to opt to look for somewhere else to stay. This fundamental shortage of coffee somehow only made it obvious to me. I've set that straight right now as I've just visited the local shop after my most recent film expedition. Today, I watched Salmon fishing in the Yemen. I enjoyed it. In hindsight, I should have watched this instead of The Avengers but I guess some boyish intruige never dies and it needed to be fully investigated, even if it was a disaster.

As for my impending sense of doom, it's only caution. With risk comes caution but also bravery and reward I say, fortune favours the brave!