For those of you who know me personally, you probably know I am incredibly impatient. Yesterday I went on a beautiful horseride with two of my bestest girlfriends at Belair. The day was a beautiful one, the scenery was awesome but the whole time I was on the back of a very temperamental, and I think drunk, horse, I kept checking my watch to see how long we`d been out and how long we had left. Not because I wanted it to end but because I can`t settle down and be patient and enjoy it for what it was.
I'm a published author but I'm still mostly stumbling about in the dark looking for the right paths so this blog is about that, though sometimes something will give the me the shits and I'll have a bit of a rant. I'll try not to be offensive but occasionally my mouth opens without asking my brain's permission so I'll apologise in advance.