how I wonder what you are

I'm fairly sure I saw a shooting star. I made a wish for all our happiness.
It wasn't exactly the 100 an hour that was suggested, tho my tired eyes struggled to focus and I really need to get round to making my overdue opticians appointment, so there were probably lots I didn't see but were still there.
Results day today and such a difficult day, an array of feelings over the outcomes. I still think it's down to hoop jumping and think the world is not lacking in hoop jumpers, it is something else we need more of.
Had I known that last night at choir we were being filmed whilst recording a backing track for a song, I would have worn anything other than my oldest scruffiest shirt, complete with woollen scarf for my sore throat. I'm going to look odd in a video amongst folk in summer garb. And yet I didn't really care a jot, how we see ourselves is far more important than how anyone else sees us - hard to hold onto that tho if our confidence gets shaken.

I'm having a very happy time designing myself another long promised fair trade t-shirt. Picking just the right font for the back is proving tricky but hopefully I'll hit the buy button soon and you'll get photographic evidence shortly...