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As promised, some others I played with while Rob slept the afternoon away

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Just a little something that occured to me at one point when I was half asleep and didn’t realise what I was doing.. So I wrote about it. Its the first time I’ve stuck something like this up in public..

Habits..

I still turn the lights on when I walk through the door. Silly habit really. Do I turn them on for others? Or just out of simple habit? Maybe its hope. Silly habit really. I still stand in front of the fridge with the door open, unable to make up my mind. It makes the milk go bad. Silly habit really.

Rain pours endlessly over the bonnet. The wipers are on the highest speed but it doesn’t help. Slowly. I’ll be fine.

I amble over and curl into the comfy lounge with a cushion and gaze around for the remote. Silly habit really. Its right where I left it. Where I always leave it. A cd shuffles through to something sweet and smooth and I hug my cushion.

Headlights pass as streaks in the opposite direction. Idiots. Not on a night like this, in this rain. So much rain. Slowly.

The click of the cd changing wakes me and I scan the room, trying to work out what it was. But I know. I always know. Just a silly habit. I set the cushion on the lounge as I get up, and run my hand over the switch on the way out the door. I hear it click, and turn back toward the room. Darkness.

There’s something up ahead, someone in the road, waving, flagging me down. I roll down the window and look up into grey eyes. No, silver. They’re silver. Darkness.

I look up into those silver eyes, but they’re different, detatched. They don’t fit the voice. I suppose they weren’t meant to. “.. head..”, “.. sight..”, “..darkness..” The eyes fade. The silver becomes grey, deepens, and is lost in darkness. The voice goes on but I can’t hear. Don’t want to. I already know what they’re saying. I don’t want to hear it. “.. darkness.”

I drag my fingers over the switch and listen for its comforting click. Two steps left, four more forward. Pj’s and uggies. I run my hand around the bed’s edge and trace up the side to get in. The covers are cold, but they’ll warm, just need to wiggle my toes a little. I curl up around my pillow and wait for sleep to take over, but it wont yet. There’s something wrong. That stupid light. I still turn it on as I walk through the door.

More pix to come soon too!

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And the latest thing to go? The breaks. Or rather, the break pads, which is less distressing. So after my initial pout and I pulled a wheel off for a look. We couldn’t see anything particularly special about it that might have made the distinct grinding noise of metal-on-metal, so we put that wheel back on and took off the other. Still unsure of how to get to the actual pads, we gave up until his dad got home. Steve worked out how to get at the pads so we zipped down to SuperCheap, grabbed some new ones and figured out how to put all the bits back together. No more grinding noise! At least not what could be heard before.. Definately got the money’s worth out of the last ones..

Apparently these are supposed to wear away.. I get that, but its still just another thing that had to be done!!

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P.S. Cooling system has been in perfect working order for 6 weeks!!

I got a web site! With a blog and a new gallery and everything! Darling boyfriend put it all together and is now teaching me to navigate it for my own evil devices This now means one stop to all things Nay, including my Gallery, Lj and deviantART account which has been laying dorment for some months now. So there’s more chance of me using all of the above!

Here’s a sample of what I’ve been up to in my recent brief periods of down time.

Let me know what ya think!
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