It is always at the back of my mind to write again, one day. To be a prolific writer like I used to. Water under the bridge now, isn't it?
I have had my heart broken time and again, that my heart is now plastered with a bandage just to keep it intact. Nothing new there. 2 MH planes are gone, jobs changes all the time, wine bottles are already in the bin and I can feel that some parts of my life have changed for the better.
My outlook on life has changed. My patient has run thin.
