A weekend away does not help to give me time to write. At least not when it’s away visiting family and friends in Cape Town. Then the week has been a bit oddly busy, so many different things to do that I’m not really focused on an anything much.
The secret watcher has been haunting me all week. That’s the problem with these secretive beings. Are they evil; are they benign, or simply indifferent? Who are they? Where are they?
The thinking has taken me to CCTV cameras, what they record, who watches the content, how often? What do they see? Does what they see lead them to any action?
Too many questions, not enough answers.