Friday, 25 March 2016

with the brother

bright day, harder light, wake, see the son rise, the sun has risen some time ago. Sore throat and tinnitus' hiss, backache.
But it is a loverly day.

The son jumps into his father's bed and cuddles for a while, for a smile. That will all be gone in the next few years – or do teenagers cuddle with their fathers? Maybe, but sure the future will come of it's own accord and in it's own time.

He gets up. tidies away his clothing and runs off to play with his cousins.

get up, walkabout, discuss things with the brother

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