I should, I would. I could…

I could stroll along a desert below the hot sizzling sun as long as I had water with me.. that would be good fun..

Tho perhaps I should learn to fly an aeroplane to zoom across the sky. . yes this appeals to me, I’ll do that before I die..

Then I’d like to ride the rapid rivers on a strong sturdy boat.. tho it would be a challange with excitement my craft would keep afloat.. 

I could traverse each and every country and tick them off my bucket list..SomeI have visited already tho there are other’s I have missed..

There are so many different languages yet there’s only one I understand, so I’d like to be multilingual speaking with every culture on demand.. 

Well all of these things are possible and whilst they would stimulate my soul, giving me self-satisfaction to achieve another goal..

Now I’ve thought about all these actions and I’ve got the lot in my head, as I am lying on my back amidst a comfy bed.. 

I have slept in lots of other beds before, in loads of rip-roaring places.. coz I’ve had many holidays in foreign lands with different faces.. 

But this bed I’m lying in today is in my space that I call home.. and at this moment in time I have no desire to roam..