Jul 30
My bike was stolen from outside my house on Sunday the 21st of July.
I was asleep with my wife and daughter was in a little next to me crib.
Ever since I have not been sleeping easy, I can’t sleep even when I feel tired, I go for night walks to ‘clear my mind’ is the little lie I tell my darling dear wife.
All through being told I cannot stand that someone from my neighbourhood had their eye on my motorbike and helped themself at great length to steal from me on my own property, I walk around the estate half knowing that finding the men responsible is a fruitless endeavour and yet deep down, I still really want to jump into them.
lord only know what I would do were I given the chance.
Maybe noting.
Maybe something.
Maybe.
