"I'll admit I may have seen better days,
but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail,
like a salted
Trapped in a goldfish bowl.
None right just yet xxx
We know. We know.
Oh the horror.....face to face with your destiny.
cramped in a tight space?
Poor fish is in a panic - hope it's not yours!
Not enough room...can't breath....yikes!
frivolous with a hint of world weary sophistication.
Set me free!
If I were a goldfish in a glass of water, I would feel trapped, like my life was just swimming around and around and getting nowhere .... threatened but not knowing what is doing the threatening ... like I need a break .. a trip, a night away, even just a few hours away from Everything ... clear my head and shake off the sadness etc.How am I doing ?
If it is water, you are drowning, if it is alcohol, c'est la vie.
If that's your answer up there ^^ I am sorry to hear it. It's not a nice feeling. Take care.
Ok. On a dare, for whatever reason, you put a large amt of vodka in a wine glass, took a hapless goldfish, tossed it in, then a moment after the picture tossed it back in one swallow, feeling the fish flutter as it went down your esophagus, finally meeting it's end in your gastric acid juices. Close? No?
WOW, I am about to change my life and my idemity . . .Am I really ready . . .
There is a commercial for some drug on TV that has a beautiful goldfish flopping around on the floor because his is out of water and can't breath. Just like the little boy who feels like this because he can't breathe without his inhaler ? I thought of this when I saw your photo. Are you feeling lost ?cheers, parsnip and thehamish
If I were you I'd feel ... but I am not - so I don't know. What I imagine you are thinking is: "What fresh hell is this?"U
Pissed off because there's something nasty in your drink.
You want Prof.
Get. Me. Outa. Here. NOW!!!!! I suspect you need a decent holiday - but it can't be "too many sleeps" before you finish working John.... hang in there mate!
Like your life is flashing past you.
Lol....its been thundering and raining all yesterday.... I felt rather stir crazy!
"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to passIt's about learning to dance in the rain"
Good one Veronica!
Well, you've already given the answer. But I thought you were being watched and felt like you couldn't escape the prying eyes. Thunder and rain and stir crazy make sense, too.
I could only think of that passage in Lace by Shirley Conran, but it did seem unlikely. Must be my age.
I read that as, tell me what I'm freezing :)Jean
Wide eyed and legless
I thought you were feeling nostalgic coz you'd won a goldfish at the Town Moor!
Late to the posting but I thought "trapped, claustrophobic, can't get out".
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