What do you do
when words are in your head
and they want to spill out like
smarties falling out of a smarties tube?
I was so full to the brim with
words today an ocean couldn't hold them.
I wanted to scribble in my journal
instead of looking after sick people.
I dreamt of the smell of salt water
and
all the beautiful waves that crash around our shores.
New songs that I've discovered every day
played in a virtual ipod in my head.
Photographs old and new went round
in a continual slideshow.
Why does everything in the world seemed
soaked in beauty to me?
People. Songs. Words. Coffee. Cherries.
If I had it all to do again
( much as I love the career I chose)
I would get my ass off to uni and write until my fingers
fell off.
No, really.
I would.
Meantimes ~
I'm enjoying
* The glass castle * by Jeannette Walls.
Have a happy, funny weekend, dears.
Todays photo taken at the bird sanctuary on Rathlin Island.
