The Hunter

“If travel is searching
& home has been found
 
I’m not stopping
I’m going hunting
I’m the hunter
I’ll bring back the goods
But I don’t know when
 
… Thought that i could organise freedom
How Scandinavian of me
You sussed it out, didn’t you?
 
You could smell it
So you left me on my own
To complete the mission
Now I’m leaving it all behind
 
I’m going hunting
I’m the hunter…
 
You just didn’t know me!”
~~Bjork

Feeling a little wild at the moment – wanting something to sink my teeth into, this ‘being finished at a decade old job’ thing is not as easy as I thought it would be.
 
There are so many wishes in my mind – they run silently around chasing each other trying to beat each other to the front of the line. I wonder which one will win?

.:: Original artwork by Jessica Stewart – www.whenyouescape.com ::.