Life

This morning, while I was stuck on the bus for what seemed an interminable amount of time, I started thinking about my life. I don't know exactly where it went or what has happened. I seem to be in exactly the same place in life as I have always been. It's all about connections, I think. Some people are very good at planning, and putting ideas into action. I'm not one of them. In a bygone era I'm sure I would have been workhouse fodder.