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People are leaving, moving on, to other places and times. This little piggy's going to Amsterdam, so we gather round at the Nott to sink a few in appreciation. That one's going to Canada. Someone's leaving work to go try the UK. Even my housemate's taking a month off to visit the US.
Others are suddenly appearing out of the woodwork. Old friends I hadn't heard from in months, or a couple of years. It's always hard to summarize my life, in that "how've you been ?", non-committal kind of way. The Great Inner Journey ? Yeah, that's going just fine. Drifting along. Singing a song. Something like that. Not much to show for progress, but I feel better about it these days.
The net, the great Enabler that helps keep people together, once in a while. That great bit-hose in the sky, occasionally it deigns to shower us with missives from the other lost souls we know and love. When it rains, it pours. There's a near-life experience lurking in every silver cloud.
Current listening :
The Hunting Picture, by Sandpit.