January 20th, 2015

Tuesday 20th January 2015.

IF..i could pull all the hours of today, put them in a bottle and throw it over the bridge...pinch a handful of Poo's Honey then perhaps i would, such has the day been, the three fates have certainly been busy, wosh has gone the spinning wheel fairy tales would be good, if time allowed, tonight slumber at this hour calls, the echo's in the dimple of the pillow is the wrecking ball i have to play fiddle to....So Goeth...