Don’t get me wrong, I work where numbers jump every 2 milliseconds means success or failure.
My little fingers learnt how to count cash since I was 5 years old.
The same year, I learnt how to read poems upside down.
“I crossed the ocean, searching for a heart of gold” but a rock song would be the voice of my soul.
Sometimes I sit quietly at the window sill and look outside like a cat, day dream about flying over the rainbow and wonder if it has hit me hard and given me all the shades between the darkest dark and brightest bright.