“Sometimes, one simply wants some peace and quiet, far away from people and the daily grind, and preferably, in the middle of the ocean an island so pretty with everything in it, but by the shore’s of the capital city, close to it all, the hustle and bustle of the big city and people and all, because who wants to be alone, really?” Gun Roswell
A cottage on an island Preferably on the highland Still near or in the city No running water nor electricity Not another soul in sight If you dare to enter You will soon be in plight Because the center Of each Finns existence Is the calculated distance From their neighbour Preferably as far as the equator
“Well, it’s another year and another birthday, but is still feel like that rather shabby nineteen year old person I once was!“ Gun Roswell
The writer of this ditty, found a photo of herself when she was an itty-bitty kiddy. Just a toddler seated in her moms lap, a proud parent I guess at that back then in the something somethings when life was so much simpler, at least if the smiles on the faces are any kind of inkling. So guess back then, I really had the world on a string. And adding to that the eagerness to dance and sing or at least perform in some fashion, from a few years on, all that looking back, seemed like a good deal to be inside of and some of the memories are just great, while others, well, those one can always fake, right!?
So, a few decades has now passed, since that selfie of sorts from the past and like the image it self, can last for a long, long time, despite being old and wrinkled, but not I! And yeah, guess I have to admit, that taking to account everything and all I am feeling fine, despite whatever thoughts of darkness might land on my own mind every now and again but hey, that is just time spent too much with myself. And certainly nothing to do with age as that is a simple number on the cake. But yeah, as sometimes in my slumber, bad thoughts occur, but hey, that is fine, as I am fine and most of those surround me are just fine so, putting on a smile for today at least and then a little later on, I will most certainly off of my b-day cake feast.
So whatever ranting this little ditty might be, I will keep on having my birthdays for, well, hopefully eternity. The next goal is set as a hundred and fifty. Yeah I know that sounds so, well science fiction-y. But as I have always planned on living forever, guess that is not such a impossible goal now or even ever.
“Something straight out of the Mars Rover image bank, something sent by NASA or just, the overflowing imagination of a blogger?” Gun Roswell
One small step for the human kind One forty-two size shoe on the ground
Is this just an illusion, Or something profound? Perhaps a mission to Mars? Or just a photographing farce?
Let your imagination run wild Who knows what adventures you will find! On planet Earth Or then Mars, She said, with mirth This is how the adventure starts!
“A doughnut a day, will make you slay?” Gun Roswell
D is for doughnuts never to pass by They may be fattening and you’ll end up in a sigh Just eat, enjoy, take another and smile Tomorrow is another day for hardship and strife Let the sugar and cream make you feel good inside For sometimes it’s good to let it go and enjoy life
“Ain’t nuttin wrong with a cup of coffee, definitely not nuh-ub! But, if you dare to pour me a small one, then shame on you. If I drink it willingly, guess shame on me?” Gun Roswell
A Small Cup of Coffee?
Size really does matter, when it comes to coffee, because you know, nobody just wants one cup of the stuff, especially if it is a small one, espresso or not.
So, when being a good host for a guest, friend or foe, always be prepared to offer them the more, meaning at coffee time, which is pretty much any time, always always always, bring out the big guns, i.e large cups filled with coffee!
“Life, well, it is a funny thing, life, isn’t it. Just filled with all kinds of surprises, mostly never good, but yeah, guess it’s all good“ Gun Roswell
Life is full of ups and downs
The never ending rollercoaster, which some of us, call life, the never ending circle of ups and downs, mostly those kinds, making most of us frown, as where the ups are concerned, there is usually several more downs coming in return.
Never trust a smiling cat, nor an up at that, because you’ll know it’s gonna come with a payment, which oh so totally burns!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 