Friday, 23 October 2015

No rest at the Kingdom. Disturb please.

If I could just switch off, or check-out... or check-in some place different.

I'm carrying too much. I am expected to get on with it. No shoulder saw. Building character isn't it?

Somewhat letdown, alone and a dose of betrayal.

Where's our abode? Refuge?






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  1. It's not building character. It's the struggle to keep your one in a million character alive against all odds!

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    1. I see that. Blip moments, when I doubt my will to take the next round but I do. If only you could see where we're living at present.

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  2. Hmmmmm, upload a pic or 2? ;)

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    1. The flat itself is okish. I can't be generous. It's more the location I do not dig. Rundown straights. Temporary accommodation will equal exactly that! And the run in with the Catholics. I know that I was once a nun but people grew and unveil... :-)

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    2. Yes, like you once were a virgin :P

      Btw, nuns dressed in rubber and heels are not so bad.

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