When does this CoNFERence of yours end?? When are you heading home?? Have you found this day as gutwrenchingly difficult as have I?? I shall briefly lose track of our hours as I travel backways or is it forwards??
Dusk has fallen...I wandered out into the deepening afternoon, feeling the soft kiss of rain lightly on my cheeks as I walked down to hop the bus... looking one last time...breathing in every moment... every sight....
Checking in was swift and painless.. the attendants looking like they needed to evacuate their bowels rather than check people in.. a definate need for Customer Service 101. I checked my baggage all the way through to Sydney and only left out a small bag and some toiletries.. a hair brush.. tissues ( for obvious reasons!!))
Dusk has now fallen, and it is suddenly much much darker. Mike will meet the plane from what I have heard mum is managing but she is not doing anything at all!!
Details.. the small things..life is in the colours and the small intricate details.... folds.. shadows...
