Life is busy.
I have been back to see the boy, and had a nice week and a half catching up with friends.
I experienced my first recognisable earthquake. I wasn't actually that bothered, probably due to my state of consciousness at the time.
I made a few new friends along the way, re-affirmed my relationship with S, and remembered why I took a disliking to some who I unfortunately have to keep good with.
There were - once again - tears at the airport. Friends took us there, but only he came to the entrance. I tried - and failed - to hold my emotions in. I can say goodbye to anyone else, but not him. Maybe I'm more smitten than I thought. I guess I must be to persevere...
I was lucky that I ran into a lady at security who I'd shared the flight out with! I talked the blues away, and she made my day so much more bearable - thank you Chrissy, wherever you may be, I owe you heaps.
In the past few days, I have worked my arse off (except today - the current air pressure brought lethargy with it...)
My veg patch is looking amazing. Now to keep it looking that way...
All I need now is rain. Lots and lots of rain. So, dear sky, if you could just dump a few storms my way..? I think it is unprecedented that you have withheld it for so many months - it is neither fair or indeed normal. Not a whole summer of rain this time though please. Thanks in advance.
