Dear Small

    You look quite lovely in scrubs. There's a white coat I could get used to. Been playing with fire? Dangerous business. You do understand why I'm doing this, yes? I'm a little less flappy these days. Prichards used to play with fire, too, you know. I'd hate for you to like it too much. It gets old. Take care of yourself. I wouldn't want you catching flu again. Anna looks quite cross with me. And we had had such a lovely smoothing over the time before. You know I am capable of hearing non-blondes, yes? I think you should check my pulse. 

Have I told you lately, that I love you?

Have I told you, there's an arsonist above you?

Fill my take home bag with pill bottles

Smile and my heart surely throttles

Ease my troubles, that's what you do.

    Yours, 

    Ashes

Neck and Neck!

Volly

 

Vell, Volly, a rather vindictive lot they are... they keep drifting toward the website...

Volly, zee legged one is conspiring to drop leaflets over Falls Park.

You let them upgrade to a gigabit, we'll never hear the end of it... too bad I can't bring Small flowers... I suppose I could air drop them into the courtyard...

To do...

Let's see...

throw ccbh under di bus?

check.

throw mip under di bus?

check.

Prichards?

mmmhmmm...

Malacheck?

too late.

so tomorrow?

Same bat website, same batty writer.

Heart

 

Today's music therapy.

Angry

I think angry went the wrong way again. He keeps getting lost. You know, i think all any of these people would want is for everything to be ok. There's been enough excitement.

Pressure

 I guess the problem with asking permission is that there is a pressure to say yes even when someone doesn't want to. I've been on both ends of that.

Gratitude

 

One thing that I appreciate is that people clearly care, even when they don't understand. And they seem to try harder. But lately my energy is so low and inconsistent. I get frustrated with the medical. It's difficult to make decisions, but my life seems freer.