... when the sun shines and Dylan is on the CD singing about 'Dignity' - you know 'tongues of angels and tongues of men...
So yeah, I slept okay last night, when I finally got to bed that is. It's just the way I am I guess. Sometimes I need to sleep and sometimes I need to sit and wonder where my life is going for a while. Last night though I think there was more to it than that, there was an element of satisfaction in there as well. Mix that with the excitement I was feeling and you got a foolproof recipe for insomnia.
So I did the usual... backed off the writing... took my time over a large glass of Rose while completing the Sudoku puzzle from the evening paper. Not too difficult, even at 1 in the morning 'Not dark yet, but it's gettin' there...' yeah I'm still listening to Dylan. Always regret not going to the Isle of Wight concert he did a thousand years ago. I was touring the country at the time on my 350cc Panther, so I could have made it... Ah well another regret, but hey it's gone so don't lose no sleep over it. Even at my age life has more to do with tomorrow than yesterday.
'There's a woman on my lap and she's drinkin' champagne...' are the lyics, 'Things have changed' is the song... I should be so lucky, 'lotta water under the bridge' since then, and actually I don't care much for champagne.
Crazy, but all I want to do now is to get back on the road. Maybe what I'm looking for is a Harley, and a long open road in front of me. Patience Chris. You might be riding a Nissan Almera these days rather than a 'Hog', but that open road is only 2 days away now, and you know for sure that Falmouth is going to change your life.
Time for me to log off I think, walk over to the CD player, press 'Replay' and relive my misspent youth once more.
Chris.
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For shame, saying it was misspent! If it hadn't been the way it was, you wouldn't be the way you are.
ReplyDeleteTrue Kristal. I hope you noticed that I didn't condemn the wild times, it was for that very reason. Still wonder how the hell I ever became a Bank Manager ???
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Oh, I noticed, and giggled for it. I'm just surprised you don't have tattoos and scars to show for it all.
ReplyDeleteAs for becoming a bank manager? Sheer luck, or just being smoove with the ladies. Or something.
For what it's worth, it still shocked the bejeebus out to realise that you're just as into bikes as the rest of us non-normals.
--K
Enjoy being on the road, Chris! Look forward to hearing how things go in Falmouth.
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