Clouds in the Head February 27, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , trackbackPeace. Tranquility.
Shhhhhhhh…
Both beasts back to school. The house is quiet. Just me. No noise, no Star Wars. Just me. Alone with my friends, the raindrops.
Shhhhhhhh…
Tea. Peace. Tranquility.
Shhhhhhhh…
I like it here, this quiet place. I am drifting, drifting with the clouds.
Shhhhhhhh…
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*passes a nice lavender cushion, with some relaxing [yet possibly irritating] music*
There, there.
sounds like a great time to write……
Ooh, KW, a lovely sniffy cushion sounds so lovely… aaaaah…
Liz… Writing? Huh? Oh, um… hmmmm
Lovely, lovely floating… smiley smiley smiley… and floaty floaty in a lovely lavender bath later… aaaaah…
oh my oh my.
Littlie is ill again. I’ll send her around to you then.
Just an ear infection …. nothing colourful. You can look after her. You seem to have little to do.
Have fun.
x
Oh, poor Littlie, send her round. I am famous for my caring bedside manner.
‘Stop that bloody coughing,’ echoes through the draughty rooms as I clutch grimly onto my Merlot.
But, seriously, send her round…. Nurse Jenny to the rescue!!
’spect they’re all home from school, and all bedlam is let loose. Ah, well, there’s always tomorrow, and tomorrow - oh, no that’s Saturday and Sunday then …