4th April 2017

I am tired today, after sleeping badly for no reason. Or no reason except the end of the world and so on. The sky is overcast after several days of sun, making it even more difficult to feel positive. Dancy Meditator, when I spoke to her on the phone, was lower than me. She has various difficult things to deal with right now, all hugely exacerbated by over-work and the isolation that working too much can bring. What is wrong with a civilisation that is richer than any to have existed previously, but is still obsessed with work? There must be a word for it.

Still, while wandering the streets looking at trees for the Public Tree Service I have been thinking again about a project to address the lack of stories necessary to create a future. The project would be built, perhaps, around land, property and commons thinking. The question is whether it could really impel people towards action, whether anything could, or whether people are too resigned.

Yet resigned isn’t always the right word. Tonight I met the Physicist, who is concerned mostly with his Physics work, his family, and running. I say mostly, I mean entirely. ‘Distracted’ may be the right word. But again, ‘over-worked’ might be another appropriate perspective on the situation. I know some people campaigning for a four day week. They are still seen as an oddity rather than a necessity. Meanwhile ads constantly appear on the tube in Londres offering snake oil supplements to cure your tiredness. We know the cure.

4th April 2017