On my own…..

There is a lot of red in my life recently…. as I have noticed from photo’s I have taken.. wonder what thats all about..

Red Sails…. Red Clouds… Red Roofs….Red Leaves….

Red Words…. Passion is red… I think..it must be… it burns me..

I dream of red sand…. of a trailer in the desert in New Mexico…. of running away….just for the sake of doing it, the adrenalin, the escape from the mundanity of another Monday…. a Monday thats not a holiday…

or maybe a street full of puddles in Dublin at twilight….I can almost smell the dampness in the air… I think I dream about those puddles…

I need to run away……