>>> in the death wish ... I do not utter a word this far along the line. Only that when I have been in discussions with our daughters young man, how certain people are outstanding in the mass of life in bad. And how we cope in our scarred moments of fury in flurry.
The reassurance two way. This in a time of the mutual understanding.
The way I am so portrayed. The time passed. That day and time floats into the now. A moments decision or infection on the precipice still bows in unannounced.
The things not understood. Justification. The stating of facts misconstrued in Chinese whispers. The reaction wanted. Unfortunately if that was the case ... Why were we isolated from life. In the dark and away.
The case in point when I reached out eventually. It fell on silence many times. You begin to think you are talking in a different language. I went through the motions. I then reverted back.
The bide in time. It may or may not come. August is coming to an end. Everyone has disappeared. There is nothing new in that. The cope of much. The await for the outcome of a problem not bothering me so bad. I sent the professors letter. It is in black and white.
The chase energies into removing and moving.
The wisdom of my late Dad striving to follow.
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