I’m a time crunched scribbler from Edinburgh.
When I was seven I wanted to be an astronaut.
Too short-sighted. Wrong nationality. Scared of flying.
When I was seventeen I wanted to be a rock drummer.
Too slow. Not noisy enough. Limb interdependency issues.
When I was twenty seven I wanted my own place to live.
Too expensive. Not employable enough. Liquidity credit flow limitations.
I’m older now and have developed an affinity for owls.
They are wise. They live in the woods. They can turn their heads all the way around.
I can’t do any of those. I am practicing.
I’m recording my thoughts on the internet while I work on my night vision.
Good luck with your own dreams and adventures!