How’s your Sundaze going Travellers?
I’m working on my cowgirl up today…I’ve been thinking about my version of reality a lot this morning. I may have some delusions about how life works. And I think it’s contributing to my distress. Call it trying to be reasonable with myself.
Lately, I’ve felt abit like a mob victim in a movie. The one who stumbled backwards in the confrontation scene into the hole in the ground that becomes my wet cemented tomb. Because in the movies there is always a convenient pour truck nearby isn’t there…
Yes, you’re welcome, I have a flair for drama. Love the dramatic traumatic cinematic analogies. But you do know what I mean? Everyone has those times in life where reality comes flooding in, crushing you, smothering you? No? No?
A Crow's Nest 