It is almost a year. I moved on 21 October. It has been a somewhat strange year and, to be honest, at the moment is not great. (Whenever I write that I am not sure if I am being honest or emotionally fishing – I hope it is read as simple honesty.)
I am going to try a new “interest” – photography. One photo a day is my aim. Hopefully not of books but my general life in The Anchorage.
Anyway …
this solitary life 