Tundra

A another unusual title for another unusual post, I feel as though I walking in a day dream where thoughts collide with each other creating a kaleidoscope of colours but there is one thought that I savour amongst those colourful images, the one that is most precious to me is that last sweet kiss Mike give me before I leave Paradise, I yearn to kiss him again and again and again until I can no longer kiss him. I know that sounds really soppy and romantic but you will get used to it. Friday with Mike was really awesome, we went to Kinghorn again and got loads of photo’s (which I won’t bore you with) and Saturday with Mike was really awesome. On a different note; Triage was a waste of time on Friday and I have more fuel to add to my complaint about Vicky (not that I needed more). On a side note; my old blog has reached 2,325 page views and this blog has reached 8,081 page views (there has been a jump in traffic here).