What am I doing in the second page? Better rescue myself...
Yesterday came and went without any major development... H seems to be a bit more upbeat but has not returned to the levels of caring and involvement he was at before I blew it... I am acting 'as if' and not making plans... I hope he will get there eventually... if not, tough luck (shrug).
I asked him today if he had found someone to cover for him 'after the 28th' and he said no. He was looking for a guy, but I had to tell him this guy had moved... gave him a few pointers on who had substituted him...
I think I had become temporarily adled and forgotten my state of detachment, so I am working steadily in reacquiring it... I am getting there by slow degrees...
I am still trying to think of a Xmas present for H, but I had to admit I could not care less about Xmas and about presents. The only ones I am interested in are our D's and those have been bought a long time ago.
Life is weird.
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"
