Friday, 23 August 2013

Tightrope walking

Everytime I talk with a certain someone, it seems as if I am over a tremendous canyon on a flimsy tightrope.  The tightrope was hastily assembled and I have little faith in it but I have no other options as once I take the plunge, I'm not ever going back...

Today finds me in a very contemplative mood as I do the last minute sprint to get my stuff packed.  In about two and a half hours I will be on the road to Vancouver, where my future lies.

Here's hoping I don't fall before I'm ready.