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"It's only 40 miles to Saturday night."
Paul Kelly.
The way she keeps saying on the phone how "every day's a bonus" for this person, and that person. Deterioration, oxygen machines, job relocations and rehiring. The feeling that time's running out in different ways for each of them. I've got a headache, and feel so far away.
But that's how it's going to be elsewhere in my life, too - distance, in increasing quantities. I can't fight the way people drift in and out of my life. I can only quietly accept the way things go.