The End Of The Beginning....September 28, 1999

The End Of The Beginning....September 28, 1999

A darkness looms this evening, not from the setting sun, but from a smoke-grey cloud of saddness that surrounds my physical being. It makes me shiver as the mist is cold, and all that warms me is the shot of tequila I downed to quell the lonliness that I am feeling.

These last two weeks that I have not written are a blur in my mind. I can conjure lucid bits and pieces, tiny little fragments that wax nostalgia for a time I looked forward to more than a lifetime of Christmases. Greater chunks of time seem lost in a blissful, hazy void, perhaps to be remembered little by little over the next few weeks when my sombre heart misses her the most.

I will undoubtedly struggle to capture the utopian essence that was my wedding. It is a worthy and noble quest, nevertheless, and one that will likely take up more than a couple of entries.

But that will wait for another day. Perhaps tomorrow.

There were loose ends to tie up those thousand kilometeres away, where in her other life she resides. She cannot move home for another nine weeks. Tonight, I had to say goodbye to The Goddess. With a tearful kiss, despite the tightest grasp of embrace, I had to part with my wife.

But the honeymoon is eternal.

....Blessed Be...