28. November 2002
( an excerpt from an email to my best friend at home)
of which, today we had taken a break during a road journey,
and when I got back onto the bus and sat on my chair,
a butterfly was perched on the seat in front of me. I
had been wondering about how you were just before it appeared.
It was black
with white and blue, and it stayed with me, even as the
bus started, for 15 minutes. It even let me stroke its
wings for a while and seemed very content to just hang
out. I took it as an omen that you are doing well ;)
though. Don't know what made me think I could touch it,
or what made it stay.
I can't WAIT to play Christmas with you. I am having a
lovely time now, but still part of me yearns for the couch
and bad tv and good food and chatting with you