Launch your vessel,
And crowd your canvas,
And, ere it vanishes
Over the margin,
After it, follow it,
Follow The Gleam.
Sunday, 11 October 2009
Not writing much again. Argh. I think that moving/the farking dust storm/school holidays/tidying etc ate my brain. I very much look forward to its return. Aside from anything else the Possum has become huge nd I am very sad :(
I too will be back online once the magical fairies come and finish unpacking all my crap, allow me a few brain cells to make it through my last five weeks of work and a decent internet connection.
5 comments:
I'm hearing you Jenn, and I miss you.
I too will be back online once the magical fairies come and finish unpacking all my crap, allow me a few brain cells to make it through my last five weeks of work and a decent internet connection.
Oh yeah some energy would be nice too!
My boy is huge too and it makes me very sad.
I'm about to pack all mine up - moving where, we don't know; but it still needs packing up...
My boy turned 2 on the weekend and he doesn't have much baby left in him at all. I kinda prefer them grown-up though.
You sound sad lately... hope all is ok.
Nx
That dust storm seriously messed with my head.
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