This morning I spoke to my love out there in the barren land of big birds, then I ate Hot Cross Buns, then I met friends for a lovely breakfast in a big mall and met their new baby who is beautiful and soft and cuddly and smiley and then I spoke to The Pond in Faraway who is having a rough time and now I'm going to watch a DVD or read my book.
And through all these things, I am missing my love. Overwhelmingly.
Astral travel. Why's it taking them so bloody long to get it right?
16 hours ago