I have officially lost it. No. Not my mind. My book! So what was supposed to be the third series in ‘The Witch of Portobello’ posts, might now be a mourning for my poor book. Lined and highlighted and loved to death, it is lost now. So instead of really pouring out line after line of fear for where my book can be, I thought I’d do something a little different.
My Day in Songs
And now I’ll go to sleep, hopefully feeling light.
Memories of a Sunday wellspent
My Sundays: chill and relazing [lazy and relaxing]. Until I can get my hands on another copy of ‘The Witch of Portobello’, I’ll be buried in Pablo Neruda’s poetry along with whatever else I come across that inspires me to write. Cheers folks!