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I might get out of here to do a FAV or two, touching base of course. If she truly wanted me gone, she'd have hit the "block" button.

It's not that hard. In the pages I manage (or at least post), I'm known as the fastest block button west of the Thames. I might have even posted that, too.

I wonder at times, is she afraid of me coming to harm? Without any other implications about love or the price of broccoli.

That's another reason I want for her to see me stand, to allay that fear.

We'll see... Only three days till Saturday. And my next paper slip from our friendly agents of transport security.

It's more complex than that. It always is.

It's not a closely guarded secret that I work with the elderly. I won't say how, where or what in here.

Most of those have outlived their loved ones, sometimes their children as well. There's always the glint in their eyes of a repressed tear at the surety of that farewell. I recognise it as mine.

When I said those words, I meant every syllable, every inflection. I mean them today, almost a year on. I'm not surprised at much of what has happened, but I'm aware of a similar thing happening to a friend.

If it can't happen, then it won't. If it won't, I'll live with it.