It’s about 9:30pm on Saturday. I’m in a bar, on Hackney road in London, that I simply stumbled upon while wandering around. It is an incredible place. It is called “The Natural Philosopher” and I heartily approve. It is an odd and slightly twisted cross between an old fashioned victorian study, and a curio shop. I would take a picture – but this isn’t the kind of place you take a picture in. It’s meant not for Facebook check-boxing, but for people to sit and be in the moment. And here I am, in the corner, working away at the laptop. Better than trying to snap pictures though.
I haven’t written here for a long time. But I dream about it. I live a kind of guilt-driven life in some ways – how can I write here, when there are so many other greater priorities, outstanding commitments, all the things people are waiting for me to deliver?
But, sometimes the time is right. My world is a lovely place, I have an amazingly balanced life, whereby I have good measures of intellectual stimulation, external validation, loving support, and independent exploration. There are frustrations too, but there always are.
I think I will write here again soon. There is so much to talk about, amazing changes and improvements in the identity world, pushed by sometimes surprising forces. And I’ve started playing with the Arduino, so there is wonder there that I would enjoy sharing.
In the meantime, I shall enjoy this strange, unexpected, odd bar in a place I have always wanted to explore. Even if I am the strange one in the corner with a laptop, the screen probably gives me an even more surreal look than the decor…