He couldn’t think straight, but he could see clearly that this was how it was going to be for the rest of his life.
Writing
January 7, 2015
And he felt Mick Kelly wasn’t so lonesome anymore because he wasn’t so lonesome anymore.
January 6, 2015
She walked back to the tracks and watched the train flying by. She saw the open door. She started running for it.
January 5, 2015
“Cheers my dear to the years spent away and here!”
January 4, 2015
They buried it somewhere at the base of the bridge and ran off into the night.
January 3, 2015
“Yes, now give me that champagne, you Groot.”
January 2, 2015
An invitation from her royal majesty (Beyonce) to her highness’ (Blue Ivy) 3rd birthday party
January 1, 2015
My fairies didn’t want to go. They weren’t ready. God help me, God help me.
Marie Hendry 