I have a fettish for the ridiculous, and love a character that carries within them, a touch of devil.
The quick witted smiley type who with ease, endear many, and charm their way out of absolutely everything.
These people are essential to my survival. They breathe life into my colourless day, and paint a semi-permanent smile on my dial by simply being themselves at their naughty natural best.
Occasionally I need to be reminded to let go of the intensity, and laugh at myself-however there are moments when a cheeky little person emerges from the depths of me unannounced, and takes life by the horns challenging it’s serious side.
Thank goodness, or I’d probably drown in my own complex algebraic equation of thought.
Life should never be normal-it should always don a touch of ‘bent’ to keep things interesting.
Let the devil out-I always say.
Night Night cup cakes, my eyes are collapsing into unconsciousness.
May your day be suitably ridiculous-the only way to live!