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August 20th. Feeling dull today. THE day. Four years on. Saw it coming. Should be purposeful in some deliberate direction. Should be laying my Ebenezer here or there, or going back to visit one. No real inclination. Knackered. For nervous earlier weeks and frantic days, I’d ridden the joyful rising emotional currents of Allie’s muchContinue reading “Four Years On”