Near the Ending
Breakfast
Eating the last of the cereal, I had to pick up the bowl to scrape out the last bits.
And I realised; it was a bit sad really, approaching the end of something.
I had been multitasking; time-watching, eating and reading.
To finish off brekky, I had had to put the book down to use two hands, and thought, "Interruptus vulgaris!"
The End
widowed speedsailing dad with mild MS succeeds at getting four kids out into the wide blue world. Scored!! four in the wild! semi retired maybe. Mad keen speedsailing windsurfer , ambition 35 knots or much better ! ex geologist , sort of drone pilot. Coffee lover. SF reader,
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