I am getting ready for work. Deciding what books to bring along, if I should bring my camera or not. What am I going to pack for lunch? It is the mundane outer details of life, the curtain behind which the real show goes on.
Percy’s laughter floats in through the window as I type. It is good to hear him laugh again.
Now off to work I go, bags in hand and over my shoulder. Another eight hours to be alone with my thoughts, close to the river I love
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