Sunday, 21 August 2011

Midas

Ha! summer holidays and all that. Sunshine everywhere and not a word of writing in sight. Not that I am on holiday but its just this feeling of laziness, where everything around me is touched by a shimmering layer of gold. A midas touch if you please, where everything touched turns to gold.... or stone? Spent yesterday getting pleasantly high all afternoon sorrounded by kids. Frightening case in point being the kids seemed to make more sense than the adults weighed down by their cares, worries and running away from it all. It's a different form of escapism all right, but one that I am enjoying at the moment at many levels.