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.

4 comments:

MedicatedMoo said...

R sounds like a champion. :)

Sabine said...

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

beth coyote said...

Hoorah for R! I might need an R.

Sabine said...

Beth, there is only the one, sorry.