Sometime, maybe

So, I had my trip to 'uni-town' yesterday to deliver K's stuff to her, and we spent about three hours together, including a shopping trip to get her some household bits and pieces, followed by a late lunch. All too soon, though, I was on the train back to London, with the knowledge that our next meeting could be weeks, if not months away. I suppose I lived in much the same way between 2012 and 2014, when she was still in Cornwall and I was in 'domicile-ville', so it could be said I should be used to it, but things don't seem to work that way. I made the mistake of getting too accustomed to her being around, I guess. And now I'm paying the price.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B