apologies

It is time for my apology.
So it is difficult to begin but I must admit that he has been back for over 2 weeks and I haven’t bothered to mention about it. In fact, I haven’s bothered to mention about anything. Not in writing. Tobi found out yesterday and he hasn’t spoken to me since, not in words and what the rest told I will never find words do describe. But of course I am not searching for there are things that are best left untold.

I have my excuse.

About a month back I have met these guys. I mentioned I think. It feels like another life looking back. It was before Tobi left for Vietnam and shopping in France, before I have became aware of writers around me and before I have realized that the number 30 is something that will be part of my description soon.

What he told me saddened me and made me realise there are few things only that last forever. One of those things is my love for dates stuffed with marzipan but everything else really just fades away in time. Finally however, we came to terms and talking again, only the present that matters and tomorrow is to be cared about tomorrow. No counting of days and measuring time in insignificant ways for that shortens eternity and we shall miss the joys of the autumn rains.

It’s been rainy for a week and I think the weather is miserable. I am used to life here and seem to have forgotten life in Glasgow. Tobi doesn’t like the rain but haven’t mastered flying with an umbrella yet so he is back on the back of the bike when I happen to cycle. I am bored of it now. Get on the bus most of the time. Became a wimp although the entertainment on the bus often is… well, entertaining and completely unofficial and I think may have to do something with me. Like the other day when I got on the bus and opened my book. When I stopped reading at the end of my lunch break I haven’t realised that only a page and a half left. I finished it quickly on the bus and almost cried. People sitting opposite me, most of the bus because I always sit on the seats on top of the wheel looking at the back, so people sitting opposite me were a bit confused I think. But it was a wonderful book and having been a mainstream class teacher for some years the story hit home with me. Before finding the back cover when turning the page I came across an interview made with Frank Mc the author and reading that for the rest of the journey I laughed out loud a couple of times. Even more confusing and I think that someone was considering calling the police for disturbing peace but it seems I got off before he could take no more of it.

Tobi brought home some wonderful clothes and I think he is gonna have a smashing winter although for the time being I wonder if it is going to be a smashing winter at all. Of course I am kinda new here but I remember this time last year we were into serious minuses in the mornings. A heck of a lot milder now. Anything can happen and I am staying away from challenging weather on anything. My issues with wind during the summer weren’t particularly fun. A lot to work on. At least for me.

Apologies again because there has so much been happening and I have let down the demanding scores of my readers and characters while refusing to write. Those writer guys you know, they caused me some stage fright and I have forgotten all about myself. Finally Tobi showed me a mirror today. It was cracked and dirty but that only gave some perspective. It was good. He is very thoughtful, when coming back from the trips for example he phoned in advance letting us know that dinner should be ready and yes, he is back on eating cats. On receiving the news of his coming home Lili pointed out that I should clear the top of the fridge. It is amazing how quickly an unused spot will be cluttered with clutter.

He run into some trouble in Vietnam. We all have our families I suppose but for the time it seems to be sorted. In the mail we got in some letters about a court case he is to attend to on certain dates etc. Nothing to worry about although I am a little bit worried but receiving an explanation I got a bit confused so Not going into details. In nutshell I think the issue is that he is a grown up now but he refused something of a something that in affect causes the termination of a kind of status registry that creates a precedent which requires a constituionalising sitting of the assembly with breakfast served at the exact moment of sunrise in Hafnir, Southern Iceland. Nutshell.

We are happy. Time to sleep.
By the way Tobi loves me new name! So do I. although I am not sure I will have a passport change.