It was a rush after this morning's walk to get ready for a drive to the capital of Brunei so there was no time for writing in my journal. It's evening now and I'm trying too hard to recall my morning thoughts and I know they were great insightful thoughts but there's no way I can remember what they were. I shall now empty my mind and not look for them and let them surface in their own good time, just better be today. The walk was about striding out with a purpose, settling into a rhythm which is my kind of walk. It's no good, I can't help myself...I'm still searching for those morning thoughts.