... I knew it would come ... I'm homesick for the comfort of the estuary ... the solace and sounds of the sea ... the solutions came easier with the coastal air ...
It is so trying too, too often ... I have inner blurs on where I am, people roll their eyes and are impatience; the genuine mistakes are seen as p*** takes ... at least I manage an inner smile and they're the one with the problem; not me ...
The aisles in shop's were swimming in on me again ... but to be expected it will take time and patience ... but in my darkest times I do wonder ... it is learning the skills of life all over again ... and seeing outside with the wonderment of my childhood eyes again too ....
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