woke this morning with the memory of a most vivid dream in my recent history. The echoes of my fresh faced sons trying to evade detection for some yet to be discovered infraction. knowing i was dreaming didn't stop me relishing each and every moment,aware that it all must end but doing all i could to remain in this world where i had an inward glow remembering how life used to be.
after my first shave since the start of winter, i showered and put on clean jeans and when i put my hand in the pocket i found a freshly washed $5 note. Sometimes things are just as they should be. One large latte later the money is spent but the smile still remains.
You can just see my (mauve) ball peeking out from the base of the palm, i took the drop and a couple of shots later i find my ball in the bin after a 7iron shot tangled with the trees and came to rest in the bottom of the wheelie bin ,,, maybe there is a message in this
it has been a while since my last post,the more life changes the more we make it stay the same. well kinda sorta.
am gunna ease back into things. Trying to pull things together. Baby steps.
and a pic to celebrate my return.