I love how sharks move. Gracious in their movement, especially for their size. They almost meander, they dont look out of place, or uncomfortable, they look, like they are, exactly where they are meant to be, at any given point. They are slow in their movement, if you just watch them, but let their senses become alert.....
Ive had the opportunity to swim with these animals, to see them in their own natural turf. To see those dead black eyes become alive, for lack of a better word. Ive seen those eyes go from the slow moving beast to the fast moving slab of dedication.
Someones chumming my waters, and they better paddle carefully.
Monday, 21 January 2019
Friday, 11 January 2019
Some days are just harder than others
It feels like forever, but its only been a month. December. The busy month. Christmas all done for another year, Aidens birthday all wrapped up, and here I sit. Didnt go to work today, just need a break from everything and everyone. Its hot, sweltering hot and I've managed to get myself a moderate case of dehydration going. Fun. Theres a lotnon my mind, and I want to write it all down but when I sit down i more often than not find myself staring at a blank screen. Cant even call it writers bloxk as this isn't a novel. Its just a block. Its all overwhelming and tiring and exhausting. This is the first time Ive managed to actually say anything and I'm tired already.
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