Wasted Worry
Paranoia gnaws away
constantly at confidence
sapping strength and energy.
We are creative, We are old, We are sods. Cos.
Paranoia gnaws away
constantly at confidence
sapping strength and energy.
An ancient woman expectorated towards my jumping giggling flip-flops. More tales were to be told in Fu Xing Park.
Loneliness in an ever busier world, where the frantic desperation of keeping connected, is prized over calm solitude.
Love, friendship, enjoyment and the caring support of partners, good friends and neighbours.
I – Fresh hope and new growth.
II – A change of weather can greatly alter perception of the same scene.
My journey along the Way, difficulties I faced and ideas that helped.
Primary forces of nature in all their sensational splendour.
Birthday customs and a candle-lit chocolate cake.