bumblepip's Journal

 Got back from Cornwall and didn't sleep last night heard the birds talking about me this morning and it all makes sense. i'm meant to be in water I am a mermaid. The seagulls are pretty viscious because they want me to dry out so they can pick off my dry skin and pick my eyes out, they're nasty creatures. If I get wet every couple of hours or so I'll be fine. It's great to suddenly realise who you are. I'm not one of those fairytale mermaids you know long flowing locks of golden hair and buxom boobies. Just little and dark but this is what we do give a sense of wellbeing , pull you down into the water drown you and gobble up your bones. I guess I'm not that nice really. But I feel an awesome power. I know I have to get back to the sea. There's a little unfinished business I have to take care of then I'll get my tail. Super enthusiastic about this because it's great to finally realise who you are.