Heavens...!!
...open before us, with windows now soaked to 'sprite'-like effect, picnic's seem far-off, as I down a small cup of Shizuoka sencha, and one-going-on-five galettes campinoises listening to the side gate almost coming off it's hinges in the autumnal wind, time will constantly cleanse all that threatens to become permanent
Oh God, I need your help tonight
And so the only Norfolk I see today, is the one inside my head, through the eyes of my most special friend, who has just sent me one sms, and I realise I don't have to let go, but I can cling onto more than just memories and words, -a real person is alive and well, and two make a certain song that can be played in a hundred different ways, and I can always think of 'picnic 3'!
And I miss you when you're not around
I had the strangest feeling saying goodbye at the station, a building so familiar, became a drama unseen, I was watching, I was acting, I was working out the scene when it was all over...the long hug, the station whistle, sudden sunshine, three other's offering last second emotions into the air, my head tilted, my special friend dared not look through the carriage window, until the last moment, when our eyes never parted...in the shrinking perspective the train was lost, but in mind, the moment will carry on travelling forever.
I never thought about being sad...only of preparation, picnic, travel and making someone genuinly happy...but the parting was never on my mind, so I was unprepared...platform 4 seemed twice as long that evening, 6pm and after was a distance too great for the focus of my attention to be allowed to return to my now aching spine. Thankfully such thoughts could be trodden over with far more enjoyable times, but now...now? Oh...a return to hospital-physiotherapy and two more new exercises to be done, every day, until my MRI.
* Liverpool FC matching my mood for today.
