bichoose (bichoose) wrote,
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bichoose

Sunday 13th November 2016

This morning i awoke..to start my 61st year walking this planet...mostly alone...i am one of those creatures where alone does not end up in sucking life from a falling leaf...i can, should i wish survive with simply standing on the bridge of life with Winnie The Poo..throwing poo sticks whilst dipping my fingers into the pot of honey....
Today i opened a birthday card wishing me a happy 60th...i smiled giggled and thought i had gained a year...missing my age means nothing i am glad they simply sent me a card....another card said my willy is too small if only they knew me...again i smiled...someone bought me a dress now that is a true-some....over all my day has been good much spent in the kitchen again for me the most important room in the house.....my greatest freind is my I-Pod...on shuffle...Teenage Kicks...The Undertones speaks volumes..i pressed the volume skywards yet it has also been a day of slumber a thought for those whom rose above the trenches during the 1914-18 war...The Band Played Waltzing Matilada..sung by the Pogues brings one to think of Poppies dipping into fingers red...even these events being almost one hundred years old they are still raw for some familes in England hushed tones always come with the great war...for my age group at least...What modern youth will make of it is not for me to say...two tracks which also crept on were...I Believe...by the Earls...The Jean Genie by David Bowie the Earls always gives me hope for the future and Bowie reminds me of the word Transvestite... which leaves me to say therefore whom ever passes this way..take care....So Goeth..
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