Monday, February 11, 2013

I am sailing ...

So busy have I been, clinging to the wreckage of my previous life, that I failed to realise that what I have here is a pretty good raft. 

Furthermore, I, and only I, have the tiller. 

It was quite a light bulb moment. 

So without further ado I shall be sailing my raft just where the fuck I please and there's no-one  (ha!) to stop me! 

Look at me will you, past 2 in the morning and I'm up. And only the dogs are confused. (Poetic licence for have gone to bed without me).

(Why didn't anyone tell me I was allowed to be free?)

🎶