|photo w/ Lumia 1020|
Lifes moving around me at what seems to be the speed of light right now, but I seem to only be at a snails pace. I think it's just a feeling of urgency or a need to be moving again, been here too long now and I have what I describe as a kinda cabin fever. For which the cure is a 100mgs of Hurry up and get the hell out of here, if you can't tell, I really want to get out of here. Not even so much out of here, but, just out there sailing ⛵.
|pax on deck.|
I know that the time is going to be upon me sooner than later now, it still feels so far off like a distant shore . Just a picture in my minds eye of an offshore island lost somewhere.