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Andy Burnham has an imposing but likeable personality. Best Prime Minister of the UK we've had in a long time, imo.

This train journey has a happy and merry vibe with a group of young foreign students singing songs. It's nice to alight, however, and take a slow, serene stroll in the heat. Even Spotify on headphones is a bit much. I am calm, ok, going slowly with today. A lot of worries aren't worth the bother, of course.

Missing /gmfarcaster. My mood has declined, perhaps not so much as it usually drops off after a high. Still alive. Brain activity quiet. And I am fortunate to have loved ones, the internet, a little home of my own, a little money, thoughts in my head, feelings in my body, lots of music in my life, free time. Yeah, what am I being all blue about?

I can spend quite a lot of time attempting to dazzle people with something that is hard to define. Hopefully most of the time they just think I'm a childish idiot. And, to be fair to myself, I'm just having fun with the medium of song and dance. Enjoying myself mostly. And I find it easier than chatting (shit) to people. Er... yeah... People come together in their thousands to jump up and down. I make do with smaller venues but I can get them up on their feet... Er yeah... don't be dazzled.

My struggles perpetuate. My Substack post might come out today. Oh yeah, it's out in the wild with a photo of me on it. David Bowie's 'Sound and Vision' is playing on the radio. I'm feeling a little troubled. Still, gotta get out there. It's a Saturday and there is music to be heard, crypto to be chattered maybe. Note to self: keep out of trouble.

All the stupid song lines I shout about my building, my town. Well, what exactly am I trying to extricate myself from? Ooh get me away from here, I'm dying... I'm not too sure but I study it, work at it a little more these days. Change. I reached the top 1% of Wet Leg listeners on Spotify last week. Get me an A, a golden star. I ain't going nowhere fast. I hope my situation is changing a little bit, when I think of the sheer number of loving, supportive people on my side. Don't give up, people struggling with life. Maybe it can change. Small positive changes, they maybe aggregate a bit... (this might seem a bit deep but I'm fine, no need to worry) That was quite a long cast. I'm just rambling.

Sometimes it takes courage to leave the house and act the same as everyone else. Sometimes it takes courage to leave the house and act differently to everyone else. Sometimes it takes courage just to leave the house. These are first world problems, lest we forget, but nonetheless can be quite tricky.

I am not cognizant of the reason my PfP has disappeared. This Farcaster place is a mystical timezone but I miss my bed and might go home soon.

I witnessed my friend feel genuine empathy for my neighbour earlier today. I have always thought my friend is a bit "soft in the middle" (heard that today in a Paul Simon song) and I've always regarded that as a good thing. Do I have empathy for anyone or is it all just an act? Yes, I have quite a bit of empathy. I felt people today. My priorities are a bit stupidly out of order and I have one or two other issues but I experience empathy for others.

I abhor all the scaffolding that goes up and comes down constantly in this town. It gives people something to do, I suppose. I am very proud my little town is flying a Pride flag this weekend.