I am missing Cliff more now. I feel his absence even more acutely.
Someone has betrayed me - and this has caused my boat to be rocked even more onto an uneven keel.
There will be trouble ahead.
You can't help bad luck ... they've mistakenly assumed I would tolerate it.
I will not ... specifically because they show no true remorse.
Yesterday I was inconsolable.
Today I am cold and indifferent.
I have thrown them away like a pair of old shoes, and
feel strangely relieved.
They weren't good friends to start with. I just thought they were.
But it was always imbalanced.
We gave ... they took.
We are poles apart.
Worlds divide us.
And there's no going back now.
On the other hand, two real friends rang me today and asked if they could come up and see me for the afternoon/evening, and arrived within the hour.
Did my old friend sense there was something wrong?
They brought a calming effect on my psyche and I love them for it.
And tomorrow, two of Cliff's friends are coming up to spend the morning with me.
I should imagine someone else's boat will capsize,
and it won't be mine.
If it doesn't come round fast enough, I know enough people who will give it a helping hand.