Thursday 24 November 2011

Insufficient Oxygen

...and finally I am into the last week of work, every day now feels like a summit ascent with insufficient oxygen but I have some clear and challenging objectives which keep the next foot placing itself in front of the last.

I fear that nobody has been informed of my imminent departure and I am yet to see next Wednesday as ink on paper.  The sooner I do, the sooner the precipice I am tiptoeing will open to reveal wide open meadows where my mind and I can run without danger.

The emotional abyss still circles, beckoning in the mists beneath me, so come right foot, your partner has hit the ground ...almost there

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