Nici flew away into the wide world, to Mexico –
so far-off, I felt so sad on feeling the sparkles
of her dynamic presence fading from the house,
but as she started enjoying the training course,
safely installed in the ship’s crew quarters and
her lost suitcase with her money returned to her,
life looked better – even under the dark clouds of
Granola-induced chemical depression which had
me planning homicide on her dad to be followed
by suicide – so I decided to embrace life, Nici’s
trainer is an Afrikaans female from South Africa
and her roommate is from the Ukraine - Nici is
safe in the trainer’s understanding her approach
to life AND she gets to know the exciting Eastern
European countries – now her dad says we might
accept an invitation to stay on the ship one day so
g‘bye suicide, farewell homicide; life looks good...
Sunday, April 3, 2016
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