Tuesday, March 22, 2011
A Ghostly Presence
My return wasn't met with a red carpet or rousing cheers. That was always unlikely! And the screws who were happy to laugh behind my back when I was stranded haven't had the balls to say anything to my face, the heroes.
Everyone knows I'm only here temporarily, which leaves me semi-detached. My credit rating is obviously crap, and I am separate from the many connections that we forge between each other, as in any society.
This leaves me slightly adrift, a ghostly presence wandering the landings. I am both present, yet only partly. The sooner I move, the better.