Time goes on,
but I’ve never followed it.
Chaotic child with a Mediterranean mindset,
waiting for her wishes as the world wanders around her pastel playground,
exquisitely minuscule steps on a minefield of egg shells,
as she watches the clock creep on and on.
Life just happens as I happen to be passing,
and it passes me by, every now and again,
but slows, out of sympathy,
frustrated to find that I’ve no plans to catch up.
Sincerely, Jennifer x 