10 January 2013

After I had woken up in a fuzz of loneliness in my tangled bed sheets, with the grey light of another damp day coming in through the windows, after I let out one my deep dramatic sighs, R shouted from downstairs: Don't be so hard on yourself, love.

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4 comments:

  1. MedicatedMoo10 January, 2013

    R sounds like a champion. :)

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  2. Sabine10 January, 2013

    Hi there Kath, yes, he has his moments. I just read about your flight experience, agh!

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  3. beth coyote11 January, 2013

    Hoorah for R! I might need an R.

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  4. Sabine11 January, 2013

    Beth, there is only the one, sorry.

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