Finding Neverland

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Over the last few weeks, our life has been on a roller coaster to the extent that I feel I'm close to reaching the boiling point. I haven’t snapped, yet. I am merely expressing my grouses to a handful, those who feel my hectic lifestyle is colourful and listening to my dissatisfaction is the highlight of their day. Although I must say that I wish I could trade place with them and have a flexible diary, squeezing coffee or lunch whenever I please. Unfortunately, it is just a wishful thinking and if I can find a way to apply leave from reality, I wouldn’t mind flying off to Neverland, sans Capt Hook. The young lady has managed to convince me that being a fairy has many perks, including stylish attire for different season. They even have designs for Halloween.

For the first time, I forgot to put a slot in my diary for an annual event at her school. As we left home this morning, I asked if it was ok for me not to attend. She hesitated and said it was fine. Sensing her disappointment, I said I would try my best and if I could make it, I will miss some parts of the show. Her face lit and replied that it was fine for being late as long as I could be there.
Thus I am trying my best to keep everything together, without losing my state of mind. I reckon it has reached questionable level judging from my desire of becoming a magical creature and hoping to see Capt Jack Sparrow.

Then again, I suppose we each have our own way to unwind and for me, if it means finding my way to Neverland, why not?

*Ms B apologizes for not being able to blog hop, leave or reply comments. She barely has time to eat, let alone succumb to her guilty pleasure. It is to no surprise that she has gone ‘cuckoo’.*