Living the dream



Aah if you could see me now, tapping away at the keyboard of my laptop on the terrace, shaded by the ripening grapevines, with a glorious golden sunrise just fading to my left as the sun begins to peep over the forested hills whilst I slap myself repeatedly in the face as a relentless morning mosquito makes repeated sorties for my flesh.

Bruised but not bitten seems to be the look I’m going for this morning.

Oh yes, I am living the dream.


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