My life of riley gravy train...

Food for thought where I am thinking all the time, whiling away my hours within no reason nor a rhyme..can shutting oneself from the outside world be considered an awful crime ? Lost in one’s own buoyant bubbles betwixt supremacy and sublime..

Alas these days leaves me with ample time to ponder, amidst silver shreds of golden threads I imaginatively wander..weaving in and out of a fabricated flight of fantasy, where I rock and roll in the thunder..my fool’s paradise that I can privately plunder..Yet hey ho here I go once again,  getting carried away between my life of riley gravy train..allowing my boredom to bamboozle my brain..I shall descend back down the ladder from my merry-go-round daisy chain...