This morning is one of those glorious winter days. I managed to take some time out and sit watching my mad dog trying to catch some small fish.
I have no idea what I am going to do with the rest of the day, or the rest of my life, so many possibilities all dependent upon the choices others get to make.
In the meantime I sit trying not to categorise my choices into good or bad, good or better or any-other sort of logical order instead I sit waiting for the perfect beat, when I find it I’ll know.
and for those of you who think you feel the same way
you dont know me very well


