Been watching the rain radar for the ACT and catching up on some blog posts. Suddenly, I feel very alone all over again.
I want to go home, but I don’t quite know where home is. The feeling of being almost dispossessed is an odd one… at least I have my yarn and my Magpie.
I’m having to start looking at what to send to NZ. What can’t I live without? What do I really need. I’m sure too much of this melancholy can be a bad thing. I’d best start keeping a watchful eye out for the black dog. If anybody’s seen him – a head’s up would be appreciated!