Posted on 29 July 2005

Once again, I’m leaving on a jet plane (but first an overnight train to Paris and then the Eurostar through the scary chunnel to London), returning to my Canadian home to see my guys and friends. Part of me is singing and part of me is weeping for it’s almost time to say goodbye to my daughter and to the south of France. There was not enough time… and I will miss Gill so…

And yet it seems forever since I’ve seen Rob and Brendan, Helen, Vaughan, and Wenda…

I’m not thinking too clearly, never can when I must tie a thousand ends and pack my bags, so unless inspiration hits in the next twenty-four hours, I’ll deal with the practical and not worry about writing (though Shirley and I thought we might find a cafe in Paris and pull out our notebooks. And then there’s overnight in London…)

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