All good things...

[j4]

... must come to an end. So I find myself unfortunately back in the windswept flatlands now after a lovely holiday which I may write about at greater length some day. (Summary: company, food, scenery and weather all excellent.)

Will probably never catch up with LiveJournal, so if anything interesting's happened that I ought to know about, please let me know by email (or comment here).

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There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.