No one is free,

Day 505 .....even the birds are chained to the sky. (Bob Dylan).

Digging that sentiment today after a frustrating day at work. Why must I have to work, why can't I spend my life doing something more meaningful instead???

Also bladdy birds are a bit of theme this week. I should be privileged (apparently) to have Starlings nesting in my roof, right above my bed.

Now I can live with the 05.30 'early bird catches the worm and feeds chicks' alarm clock, but the incessant scratching throughout the night is sending me into a sleep deprived mania.

Harrumph!


97#100happydays (although I'm not convinced today is one but I'm bored already of this and just want it to be over:)