We rattle this scene
I am busy. Like in hectic hectic. It’s stressing me out a tad to be honest. I don’t want anything to slip through the cracks. Work is super busy and I have a shitload to do before I leave for Ireland. Plus the next market is in 3 weeks time, one week of which I will be in another country and Laura is in hospital. Plus I need to find a tenant for the cottage before I leave. That fucking cottage is the bane of my existence at the moment. Not having someone in there paying rent is causing huge financial stress for me. Anyhoo what-fucking-ever it is what it is and I will find someone to occupy the damn place.
As excited as what I am about my first trip out of Africa, I’m equally anxious. It’s just because it’s unknown, something I have never done before, which is exciting but scary at the same time. I have studied google maps intensively, by the time I get to Ireland I will know the place by heart LOL! Being just me travelling on my own, my plans have slightly changed and is subject to further change. I can just go where ever my nose leads me, which is quite cool. I’m definitely planning to go off the beaten track. But hey, Ireland has internet, so you guys will certainly hear from me while I’m there. Plus it’s 4 more sleeps until I leave.
I had a bit of a moment last week when it became a reality that I will indeed be travelling alone. And had some serious post market blues. You know when you have that crash after all the build up and planning. So I did what I do when I feel blue and I wrote a shitload of poetry in the full moon. Which will remain unpublished for the time being. Yes. Unpublished. Some things aren’t meant to be shared until the time it’s ready to be shared. Sorry. As someone from my poetry group said – I write with emotion. So it’s really not hard to see what’s going on in my heart through my writing LOL.
I’m feeling a bit frazzled and sensitive at the moment to be honest. But I know this too shall pass. I could do with some hugs, I miss Cape Town, I’m usually fine but for some reason I just miss being within touching distance. Not to fear though, I will get it under control and everything will be just fine.
But here, listen to this, I’m completely in love with this track at the moment – enjoy:
“your hands on my cheeks, your shoulder in my mouth, I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine, we rattle this town, we rattle this scene”