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We talked in a tea room. We exchanged in the car. I loved it. I'm often reminded why gratitude for particular friends is so rich... how is it that I get to be part of this layered, complex creature's life? What did I do right to have this woman as my friend? I love her directness, her honesty, her cleverness and her energy. She does stuff. She lives well. She's an excellent parent to a wonderful daughter. She's clear about what she wants. I do like her!
Later, I had the sweetest of goes on Emily Wilkinson, an artist too. I think she was up a hill. I was up a house. Wherever we were, it was a gift to chat with her. Her journeying inspires me and I like her very much. Such gentleness mixed with clarity. Such intelligence and softness together.
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I realise, whenever you miss someone or something, there's an opportunity for gratitude. There was something there worth missing. The feeling was solid enough for the absence of it to be felt in the belly.
I will miss all sorts of things when I go down to Brighton, but it's very much the right thing.


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