Time

 



Time: An Illusion?

Sir Terry Pratchett referred to time saying it was, "that which stopped everything happening all at once,"

Douglas Addams wrote about it in "The Hitch-Hiker's Guide;"  the waiter in The Restaurant at the End of the Universe tells us, "Time is an illusion, Lunchtime, doubly so." 


Quite a long time has passed since I last wrote, so you'd expect things to have moved along. Quite rightly, you are reading this assuming I have something of import to relate, or perhaps a long update of many small steps taken toward a conclusion.

You are sadly to be disappointed, in this case, Douglas is closer to the truth, than Sir Terry.

I share your disappointment, I so want to be able to enthral you with things I have learned, or entertain you with anecdotes picked up as Mr. A, and I rebuild our life together. I cannot.

He remains resolutely silent, and if I press him for a conversation about how we got to that terrible day in July, he shuts down, and I don't want to take him to a place that hurts him, so I back off. Of course, at least one of us is wrong in this little dance, but neither one of us wants to hurt the other any more than they already are.

So here we are, at somewhat of an impasse. I have of course, got a plan to break the deadlock. Using WhenSend I have  sent myself an email, that has some questions in it, and instructions on how to proceed given any combination of answers to those questions. The email drops on New Year's Eve, a mere 81 days away.

You may want to check back between now and then, it may be worth a moment of your day, but if I'm honest with you, and myself, I fully expect to post the last entry in this blog on 31 December 2020, and I don't expect it to be a happy one.


And still....


The heart wants, what the heart wants.

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