Off with your head, dance till you’re dead.

Funny how far from this, “making heads roll” attitude I feel. I heard this song as I was being driven to the ferry, by CG btw,  with all my stuff neatly packed up and ready for my return home. Home to the island. Home to my family.

I feel like a *should* be scared, yet I’m not, not really anyway.

I hope to hear about a job that I’ve applied for – I have no idea, no feeling one way or another. I just know, I am supposed to be home, here on the island with my kids.

Tides are a changing.

Off with your head… dance, dance, dance till you’re dead.

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