As I grow older, my bucket list gets longer with each passing near miss. Moments yet to be named, moments of sensual exhilaration and missed heart-beats, of vision, virtue & vice, of fright, falling, flying, feeling, fucking.. “Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. …C-beams glittering in the dark near the Tannhauser gate.” Waaaait a minute! Did you say bucket list or fuckit list? Whatever… going through an equestrian phase are we?
18 mths ago