The wheels on the bus goes round and round, round and round.
Agony. agony agony agony. Anxiety ? Perhaps. It's just so much stuff to take care of and in the middle of that I just want to spend the last of my days with mates. That's why I am meeting a dear friend of both me and my favorite town for a wee chat over a coffee. Thinking about expanding this bad boy. Sending out some emails and see if some pages are interested in posting my little blog. Coming back to where it all happened might be something worth their while.
See ya, don't wont to be ya !
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