I became blind

I can feel the wind on my face and my hair.  I can feel the sway of the boat and the surge as it hits the waves.  I can hear the engine and the sounds of the other passengers.  It’s comfortable and I feel safe.  I’m sitting next to Chiara.  She is beautiful. Well, when I say that, her voice is beautiful.  She has long, dark hair and a pretty face, although none of this I can see.  It’s not that it’s night, it’s total darkness.  Really.  Not a single iota of light.  I am blind.  She often grasps for my hand.  She has a delicate, slightly cold, hand.  Long fingers,  Sweet, like her.

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Where’s the bloody Tooth Fairy when you need him/her?

It’s difficult to write every day – as you can tell, because there aren’t entries every day.  I do try to write, following L’s advice, but much of the output is fairly banal and not worth posting.  I find myself trying to think of things to write about knowing, as I do, that the blogs that I like have regular posts, giving me a story that’s more interesting to read, that I want to follow.  For example, Wandering Scribe, now that her situation has changed, has stopped posting so often and, in turn, I’ve stopped looking so often, whereas, Italy is Falling, The Magistrate and My Boyfriend Is ….., post regularly, so I look at their blogs every day. Continue reading

2005 Update

Hi everyone.  Happy New Year, Buon Anno e Auguri!

OK, so I know it’s been a while since our last update, but we have had a very busy year and time just slipped away.

However, not having the ability to email for most of the last month or so – and particularly now (something up with the hosting company) means I have a chance to sit and write something.  And now (as you can see) I have the ability to blog – which is just fantastic.  Will that make me better in the future – we shall see!

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