Just ran off 4 or 5 emails to friends in different parts of the globe and am trying not to feel too melancholy. For some people it’s easy to keep in touch, some I hear from every other day. Others I won’t hear from for months, even years, but I drop them a line to say I’ll be in their city they roll out the red carpet and the fold out bed and it’s as if no time has passed. At least until I leave again. You can’t take everyone you love everywhere you go. I know, I know, I know, I know.
But some days it gets to me, anyway.
