It’s official I have a habit; no matter how many times I try to fight it, I always fall at the first hurdle. Yep, I’m addicted. Going cold turkey is not an option either. I’m addicted to the sky, the clouds, the stars; I’m addicted to sunrise and sunset, I love watching the moon in all of its glory.
Right about now, I feel like I’m on top of the world, thanks to my mate Hennessy! Although, I guess I’m not that far from being on top of the world, as I sit on my Virgin flight to Barbados at 39,000 thousand feet in the air. I’m trying to write, I had grand plans to write for the duration
I was sitting on the edge of my bed, naked and fresh from the shower; I was air drying whilst waiting for the sun to come up. I stared intently at the sky, absorbing the amber and grey/blue colours. My mind wandered as I reflected on the past few days. I thought about you and true to form, you made