When I last wrote I talked of being on a road, of the potential fall or safe passage that lay ahead.
But in Urban Life there is no one way or the other, there are always many ways that are often unexpected.
Neither the end of the relationship nor a definite continuation has been reached. We are in limbo, floating in a landmine filled limbo.
It seems in little more than 2 weeks I will move from this place and begin a new chapter, dodging to another flat in the city, I've lost count how many there have been in 5 years.
But it's all part and parcel of our Urban Life....
Dylan
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