I don’t run into storms anymore, because I’m learning the benefits, of staying in place, soaking in sunshine and silence. I’m bored of being entertained.

Counselled by Kay Starr, I slept in the view of a garden, that grew, just to show me how far life goes on, with or without you. It’s happening all over again, as the wheel of fortunes turns to face me, and says, with a sad but resigned expression, “Tough luck, kid.”