Monday, 16 January 2012

Icarus Building a Rocket # 3

Hiding again
And then suddenly that old black dog hounds you through the night and you can't escape the thoughts it brings even though you realise that missing someone who is out making friends and having a laugh and re-naming herself Abz because there is another Abbi on her floor and she is out having fun with her new 'cool' chums the idea of it all should be so cheering but all it has done is rob me of my ability to punctuate to stop and take a breather which I need to do - hoo! That's better, heart to heartbeat, words to song, song to birds that cross the ocean to sing of the girl who has joined the sooners: http://www.soonersports.com/sports/w-tennis/spec-rel/111511aaa.html but so soon, so soon and dad so proud but did it have to be so soon. I guess it did. lippy kids all grow up sometimes to build a rocket: