Friday, October 2, 2009
dad called an hour or so ago from the plane just before it was about to take off. i've been stupidly fretting myself sleepless and sick with unfounded worry ever since. i wanted to tell him to be careful and not go clambering into ruins but it's useless, isn't it, he won't be happy unless he's doing that and in any case that's one of the reasons why we look up to him and respect him (come on, surely it wasn't for the incessant nagging hurhur). whatever my mum says i simply cannot picture him sitting back and ordering his men around without getting involved in the same work as well.

please please please keep him safe and please let there not be any more quakes or aftershocks.

and if i don't get to sleep soon i'm pretty sure i'll end up chopping more than a half a fingernail off at work tomorrow morning.

Posted at 7:11 AM

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