photo elizabeth toll via a glamourous little side project

Still hanging on, waiting for the landing. I have been dreaming so many vivid dreams the last couple of weeks. Some good, some bad, some horrific.
Being caught between life and death was probably the one that has stayed with me.
I have to land, somewhere, anywhere and know where I am going.
Sitting on my beautiful porch this week with a dear friend over some plum wine on ice with lemon, a discussion of the future and what it holds took place. Seems they are coming thick and fast, these discussions, these days. Speaking with Lorelei last week about what constitutes 'Adult Behaviour' was another of these discussions.
Still, alighting the train when the inspectors appear at 8:21am and being late for an appointment this morning probably means I have a way to go, with the whole Adult Behaviour business.