Jeremiah's Strange Times

Its been a long time since I wrote anything in this blog of mine.  Of course the times have still remained strange. Times always seem to remain strange anyway.  I'm back in Cork at the moment and once again the future is a terrifyingly open book.  I was tired, so I came home for awhile; I brought along a pile of old journals, they sit alongside me today as I type.  Travel Journals specifically.  The idea was to do something with them at last.  All those words I've scribbled over the years, they ought to be good for something. But first I decided to boot up the old desktop computer in the box room of my home in Cork.  Buried in the infested rattling old hard drive I found the document reproduced below.  It is an account of my first ever travel entry, it makes reference to later events so it can't be a reproduction of the original diary entry (lost long ago in Kilkenny) but I quite like it.  I can't remember why I wrote it, but still. Names have been altered,