Late last year I embarked on a crazy journey. I left the comfort of cardigans and walked on the wild side, into the jungle. Straight into what is affectionately referred to by some as the bear pit.
I'd been agitating for an adventure right? Well, adventure I got.
Almost daily I have a Dorothy moment, when I realise I'm not in Kansas anymore. And that I don't have Toto with me. Instead I've just been listening to the Mac, pretty much on repeat, trying to make sense of it all.
Cause, as Stevie so eloquently puts it, lightening strikes, maybe once, maybe twice...