……CAN HOLD MORE THAN HIS BELLY CAN

                                   Nonchalant.  Now there’s a word that perfectly describes how I felt, sitting by Lake Macquarie with an hour and a half to spare.  The breeze of the afternoon layered the surface with ripples as I leant against the bench contemplating life.  Clouds were not apparent but still the chill of the late afternoonContinue reading “……CAN HOLD MORE THAN HIS BELLY CAN”