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Goodbye , salty padron peppers,Pedro the moody Parrot , adios rustling palm trees , clean fresh breeze, goodbye , swirling wirl pool and sparkling clear turquoise water you were so good to me , goodbye sweet funny waiters and bowl of paella and my daily sangria’s , see you later Lovely Majorca and thankyou for easy sunny days and happy memories .
Gosh does this sound like a Judy Blume novel ? I can’t remember, last read one when I was 12 , sorry about that feeling rather nostalgic for some reason !
Can’t push away anymore got to fly home which is okay now as I have to get on with this next weird chunk of future and see ninja fish ( our fish that refuse to ever die ! Long story , dirty tank , Good sign – they never die ) and Jamie my beautiful big boy.
Not quite what I had been planning in my half arsed 5 year plan ( well actually zero plan!)but it’s what is going to happen and I will be grateful to rid my body of this parasite.
Goodbye bikini , bare legs , lacy skirt , and hello reality I’m on my way back to face you for a stand down or rather stand OFF
See you xxxxx
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