Now For The Rest Of Our Lives

Goodbyes are always theatrical. I don't like' em. Does anybody? Even if you slip away without saying anything you're creating drama. Bah!

I've been writiing this Journal- near enough every day- for over five years now- and something tells me it's time to move on. There's no particular drama going on in my life, I'm not in crisis, I just feel as though I've said all I had to say and it's time I wandered off and did something else.

I may come back in a week or two.  I may pop in periodically.  I may haunt this site.  I really don't know. 

Because right now I'm stepping out through the door, turning to give you all a cheery wave, and setting off down the road...

Thank You

I just stopped by to pick up the post.

Oh dear.

Thank you all so very much for your messages.

I do need a break,  but maybe it'll just turn out to be a holiday.  We'll see.

And now I really am going.

Au revoir, mes amis.