A moped ride across the town

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“The two wheeled ride, will steal your heart, totally and for good, if you are not careful enough” Gun Roswell

A moped ride across the town

The two wheels required to peddle and then steer a motorised vehicle now totally dear, to a place far away or even a some place near, the ride always a pleasure, no matter the initial feel, because the cycle, moped or some other kind of motorised bike, will make the day with a permanent smile. The bike, can you whatever juice to power up you may choose, whether human power, electrical current or even the bad kind, the gasoline from the hose. Still, the best bet is to let your own feet do the peddling, at least for a while, and when feeling the pain, sweat and dire, then power up the small engine and let the whole thing fly, for a moment, and after the recharge of your own self is complete, then take control of the drive and make it a nature worthwhile effort. Because the effect is much more than that, your heart, body and soul becoming more apt, while making the use of your legs, instead of a power source more quaint. But whatever the means are in the end, it is all a time and effort well spent, when taking that ride in outside, even if it was just a short one cross town.

By the seashore, see more, stay away from bore

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“There is something to be said about the calming waves of the shores of the blue seas, it’s just that, well, they do speak to me” Gun Roswell

By the seashore, see more, stay away from bore

The bluish hues of the waters glimmering in the morning sunshine simply beckoning to get out there to have some fun. Splashing around in the calming waves, whether alone or with some close friends. The effect of this liquid form can be quite an uplifting lore, as forgetting all the daily chores, at least for this day, when sun and water come up to the sandy shores together, for a play. Preparing the perfect setup for anyone there to stay, as long as they had found the way there.

So, if you have some time, try spending the whole day right beside those bubbly waves, dipping and diving into the cool blues, which sometimes even turn to turquoise hues, slowly but surely blending into the skies as the horizon slowly fades, making the scene look like and endless palette of bright light, coloured in blue. And certainly something good for the body and soul, to perhaps make it whole or at least give it a patch to carry on until the next time.

Lounging on the soft and comfortable office chairs

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“Seated in the comfort of the office lounge chairs, not your usual way of a working day at all!” Gun Roswell

Lounging on the soft and comfortable office chairs

Made out of velvety faux leather, with the softest of cushion to tether the dark and large chairs to those who dare in them to be seated, especially on the days, when one feels somewhat defeated, of maybe a task gone awry or otherwise not so fine. It is also quite unusual to find these types of homey settings in a working environment, as the creature comforts, are hardly considered that efficient. But, here they are and you don’t have to walk far, from the cubicles and conference rooms, with all the talking and zooms, after all, sometimes, a break is needed, and the coffee area is not as sufficient. So, do dare and take a load off, be seated and never mind the stares of those around you, rather make them see, that this a good thing, and having a break every now and again, is certainly no sin. We all need our rest, to be able to achieve our very best, and if these comfortable big chairs, which seem to come in pairs, are there for the taking, then why the heck not utilise them, when you are aching.

The cat and the faucet 

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”Cats and water, do not mix? Well how about this?” Gun Roswell 

The cat and the faucet 

Water not the most favourite thing, of a proud cat who can with a meowing note forever sing, but when it comes to playtime around the kitchen, when others are busy cleaning and washing dishes, a furry feline will find, the perfect place and facet to fool around.

The running water of the tap, is as much annoying as a small dogs yap. The somewhat melodic drippety drip sounds, can be heard pretty much all around, the small house. But for the kitty cat of the premises, she will find it’s not a miss, rather a cool toy despite the annoyed looks on her feeders face.

And then, making the most fun of this newly found bliss, the small cat will make a fun play of it to last, until pretty much for an hour, no matter if someone else’s mood has gone sour for listening to the constant dropping of the waters now running down the drain, pretty much in vain. But that is a small price to be paid, for this precious kitty cats fun of play, as it is, the true master of us all 😉

Dark Horizon 

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“The night skies are turning darker and darker, but some of the light still remains, acting as a beacon marker, for those of us still wandering home” Gun Roswell

Dark Horizon 

The moon is arising in the darkness, out there in the horizon, but before it can emerge, some of the remaining light of the day, still lingers longer than it should, but it knew it would because there are still those, who are trapped there, not able to steer, in the total darkness of the night, so this lonesome light, will remain to shine upon the path for them, rather than condemn these souls to falter from their way.

And for all those who may be in the same need, in the future this same deed, will be done, as the sworn duty of this ray of light, is to protect all the passengers on their way to their safe place, no matter how dark the horizon will get, there will always be a brief light to guide. So, whenever you decide to remain out there, past the daylight near, you can rely on the constant of the universe, the light in the night sky, to be there for you and lead you home.

Bubbles and the coffee cup

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“The coffee in the cup is bubbly and looks like fun, so better drink it on the run“ Gun Roswell 

Bubbles and the coffee cup

No matter the time of day, no matter the state of mind, even if in disarray, there is one constant in the universe which will be the perfect choice, as a calming effect, a snack and even a beverage for the thirsty soul. So, listen carefully to the beckoning call, of that bubbling pot, making the lot of coffee for everyone to consume, and all this before the time is noon.

The key is in the bubbles. Look carefully at them, floating across the surface of the drink, and they will not sink, even if you will blow at them or mix the liquid with a spoon, because as soon as you stop stirring, the bubbles will be re-emerging. Persistent are they by nature, but the are the very nature, of the tall order in the cup, so do not huff, rather gently blow at them, and then take taste. The tickles in your mouth, will make you giggle out loud, meaning only one thing. You are enjoying the best cup of the stuff and isn’t that simply grand.

Row, row, row your motorboat

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“Nothing more frustrating than trying to row a motorised seaworthy vessel, a lot of resistance and even more hassle“ Gun Roswell 

Row, row, row your motorboat

The weather grey and dull, feelings of soggy and null, but the one great thing about a grey day like this, something I would not want miss, for anything in the world, is to set a sea, towards the harsh waves to be hurled as it is totally unheard of, to go out to the waters edge, in bad weather rather best option is simply to stay in the comfort of your bed. But the road so far here to this pier has led, is telling me to go out there and have a totally fun filled day, out there without fail.

But, after riding along, the currents quite strong, the rains pounding over the bow, and somehow, the humidity getting inside of the engines normally fine. Soon enough sputter and coughing the only sounds heard, until the whole setup was done for it and totally died. So, the only option, as this dingy of a concoction, did not have any sails, was simply to cast the ores over the rails and then, gently row, row, row my way back home, and singing along, to that old song, the tune of the ditty, pretty and familiar as riding the calming waves back to shore.

Red, red evening skies

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“The skies are falling, the skies are falling, and they have now gone totally red!” Gun Roswell 

Red, red evening skies

The sun is nearly setting, very low in the skies, as it’s the season of revise, where nature and the rest, are preparing for the upon coming quest of darkness, rain of several ind and grey coloured nests. But, for today still, the joy of a colour filled globe about to go to slumber, after a days worth of rumble up there shining brightly and now, as the day falls, for a moment the time will stall, as the fiery ball, paints the horizon in the shade of red. And so, all the dwellers standing in total awe, gawking at the setting sun, as a past time, perhaps as a form of fun, because soon enough, there will be no more of these events, for a while at least, as the seasons expectations are those of dark nights and days, filled with somewhat of a dismay. But no matter the strife, as it will last only a while, and then before the warm sun will be seen and felt high up there in the wide skies and several more events of skies red will follow for all our enjoyment.

Grey on the waters

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“There is always so much darkness before the lights are turned on, am I right?” Gun Roswell 

Grey on the waters

It is the seasonal darkness, which comes around with so much grey in it, just, when you look outside, there is no doubt of the day on the yearly calendar, the fear soon arising as well, and easily will put the mood in so much dismay, as it then becomes like a huge dragon to slay. As this happens, and you are feeling totally crappie, do not fall into the great big hole, and remain there like a mole, but venture out there, the nature more aware of the goings on of the season, because it is no elaborate plot or a treason, just a change. And maybe when, standing at the waters edge, look for any and all reflections there, of the happier times, which made you smile, then dare, borrowing a small boat and take her out there, to the beckoning waters, no matter how full and grey, because today, you will that fearful dragon slay, and ride happily into the non existing sunset. As now you have turned the darkness into plentiful colours of beautiful bright light. And it wasn’t even that big of a fight!

Seat in the rainy park, simply smart!

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“It rains, but it pours, and I feel like sitting on the bench in the park, not very smart?“ Gun Roswell

Seat in the rainy park, simply smart!

When the heavy rain starts, usually, it’s time to run, away and to safety, to ultimate goal is trying to remain dry, and for most dwellers when outside, that kind of set of mind is simply fine. And why would it not be, as getting all wet and soaked is not much fun at all!

But, what of this one humanoid person, who thinks the rain is the answer to all their reasons of being here on the planet, and then what do they do to prove said point? Well, run outside of course, like there is a fire up their a..e, finding the nearest seat, hopefully in a park if they are close ton one, when this whole seasonal monsoon of an act starts. And then, it’s simply to chew on the soaked up popcorn and enjoy the show of Mother Nature’s from the very beginning, listening to the tiny rain drops singing as they venture from the highs of the skies to the lows of the grounds. Nothing can compare to the spectacle of this magnitude, where all the blues skies are now turned to darkened greys and where once was solid ground, now are puddles, most likely turning to lakes. So, understandably, this is a great show, for anyone not afraid of the unknown, or even the known!