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Pure Pleasure

Writer: siandreamscapesiandreamscape

I love my life, my work is who I am, I'm either listening to stories or telling them. It never feels like work, just pure pleasure. So its been strange today, finding pure pleasure in doing exactly as I pleased. The last few years I've been enjoying being well paid for my work, it's been amazing. Having money to run a car was one thing, having money to get my car fixed, without worry was a whole new ballgame!! Its been so good, knowing I had guaranteed money for a year and a half, for the Gower films. It changed my perspective on things, while being determined to keep my integrity. I'm finding my way. So, at the moment I'm waiting to paid for 2 projects, its taken 2 months so far.... It could be any day, so I'm trying not to use savings, I'm trying to keep things on a budget (like the old days!), its been frustrating and fine and I feel caught between forward motion and finishing things off. Its a funny feeling, while I wait. Wait to be paid, wait to start a new project I'm working on, iit'sall about waiting at the moment. So today, rather than just keeping busy doing lovely things and finishing off house jobs that had been on the back burner, I went for a walk in a place I havn't been for a while. Popped in on one of my older ladies and ended up having lunch with her, went down the beach and sat in the sun, listening to the gulls and sea. Tucked out the wind, curled up on the rocks, nestled in with the sun. I remembered. I remembered that time before having a house, before working so much, before worrying so much about bills. Knowing what I needed to do, doing it and still not being able to find this place. On my way back to the car I remembered. I remembered taking photos just for the fun of it, simply because I like it. I stopped taking photos years ago for the fun of it, there was no-one to share them with and now I think I might print them out and put them on my wall, post them on insta. It doesn't matter anymore, what matters is I remembered. Pure pleasure and it didn't cost a thing.

 
 
 

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