bichoose (bichoose) wrote,
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bichoose

Saturday 28th July 2018.

Goblins and Butterflies are at the centre of my mind....as during the early hours of the morning i have to strap myself inside a tin bus..and fly away to Rome for four days....all those thoughts about flying are running hell pelt over the horizon with gleeming big tooth smiles ready to bite my bum....Rome is not a city i would clap my hands at...however a drunken promise some years ago has come home to haunt me...the only plus some one else has dug deep into their pockets i am simply the pick pocket with a smile...I am still not used to crowds and i am sure Rome will be rammed with dark dogs in the noon day sun perhaps a penny for their thoughts will help me over this large crowd syndrome, how ever if not i will hide on a rest day amongst the galleries of pink Galahs, blow bubbles, slip into my I-pod..... twinkle through some odd tunes...So Goeth.......
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