Saturday, September 27, 2008
I'm a great one for hankering.
Any spare few minutes and away I go.
For places, feelings, people and emotions that grip the reins to my sanity.
A rather bad habit, I suspect.
It does provide an escape route from the mania and mayhem that passes for "normal everyday life", around here, anyway.
Right now, I'd like to be back in the mountains, with all my worldly goods on my back, and nothing to contemplate except the wonders of creation.
With blue skies and crisp, pure air.
And no work. Or queens. Or incontinence pads. Or wheelchairs.
We all have bad habits.