Wowzer

So I’m feeling like shit. There’s nothing to look forward to and then it hits me. I’m giving fate/life or whatever 2 weeks to throw something at me or otherwise I’m booking to go on holiday…BY MYSELF!
Where to though? London? Blackpool? Isle of man????
Errr nah. Where have I always wanted to go?
…and then it hit me as a tune barked out from the radio (don’t ask me what radio station)
Bright light city gonna set my soulGonna set my soul on fireGot a whole lot of money that’s ready to burn,So get those stakes up higherThere’s a thousand pretty women waitin’ out thereAnd they’re all livin’ devil may careAnd I’m just the devil with love to spareViva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas!
That’s right. Call it stupid, call it wishful thinking….but why the hell not? I have to make something to look forward to myself.
Nighty night.