Just Me, Bertie Dean
Hey, welcome to my new blog! I've been, umm, pretty in my head lately actually and I can't quite figure out why- wait 'in my head'... or is it 'up in my head'? No that's 'up in the air', which I guess really is where my head's been. Seems I can't leave the house these days without needing a stop on the sidewalk to greet the windy sky and her cloudy playthings. I know it's silly but after keeping my gusty thoughts in a box all night it's kind of cathartic to breathe in the endlessly mutable fathoms above. Hm, anyway, I just thought writing about my days could ground me a bit. I don't think of myself as much of a writer but I remember once, after telling my Grandma how the clouds were that day, and her calling me a sky-gazing bell-end, she said that if I ever wrote a book she wanted a copy. Mm - well, talk soon x