The Sling and Arrows of Outrageous Fortune

Even as I child I understood – deep inside – that I was NOT the lies told about me.

Or the thoughts that others had of me.

Or the expectations others had of me.

Or the fulfilment of another person’s broken dreams.

Or a puppet to be manipulated.

Or someone else’s fake hope and dream come to life.

I’m just me.

A me that does what I do. Says what I say. And suffers the slings and arrows of……..some total twisted twit.

I can ALWAYS spare time and space for Hamlet and KenBran :o)

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