...Alexandra will be home again. Life seems to be passing by very quickly, leaving little time to stop and stare. She has been away the entire time that I have been living with M. So natural does it feel that it feels as though Alexandra has been away forever. Sometimes in that peaceful state between waking and sleeping, I try to imagine what she is doing, what she is seeing. I have seen photographs, a couple here and there, scattered in her sporadic e mails like punctuation, usually when she is just about to move on. I can't wait to see her again, but with her return will come autumn, cooler days, more faded light and the onset of the end of another year. Time seems to be spinning faster and faster, leaving behind a kaleidoscope of colours and memories, things to be processed, organised and filed away for the winter of old age, which seems to be just a little closer in the distance.