There’s such an art to letting friendships fizzle out.

J’s Diary Entries Wednesday, 26 April, 1995 Spoke to Mum on the phone today, she had some very interesting news.  Apparently S is not going to Nan and Pop’s for Christmas.  Mum said in definite, emphatic tones, “S and the baby are spending Christmas with you and me, up here at my house.” (as opposed to “down there” at Nana and Pop’s) I think Mum … Continue reading There’s such an art to letting friendships fizzle out.

Most people’s lives are linear. I wonder if mine is not spiral in nature.

J’s Diary Entries Thursday  20 April, 1995  (Mum’s Birthday) From what I can gather most people’s lives are linear, they start at one end and finish at the other.  I’m beginning to wonder if mine is not spiral in nature.  Sometimes I feel like I’m going backwards through already chartered areas.  I started in the middle and wound my way out.  Then I came to … Continue reading Most people’s lives are linear. I wonder if mine is not spiral in nature.