FIELD NOTE 18: It Is Always The In-Between

BE-NOT-AFRAID-AND-ALL-THAT

14.43pm, Wednesday 6th August 2025, London summer (but with a little more sun)

Got some excellent news then found myself sulking ‘cause I had to wait for it to materialise and damn it, I just always feel like I’m waiting for something. Always. There is always something within grasp but there is always something just out of reach. I suppose forced equilibrium is a good thing ‘cause if it were up to me I’d live out every day forever, now. Right now. I’m impatient. Whatever. I’m a mammal, for goodness sake. What I’m trying to get at is this past week or so I’ve felt all grouchy and robbed ‘cause I just fled the In-Between to find myself in another but then I thought about it all and realised this. Are you ready? I’m not. It is always the In-Between when you are always Becoming. How mortifyingly obvious. But wait - there’s more! The In-Between isn’t the place between here and there, between now and then, between Nowhere and Everywhere. It is the now and it is the forever. Alright. We get it. Moving on.