Alice has officially settled down in one spot which continues to feel rather unreal. Boxes have been unpacked, crockery neatly stacked in kitchen cupboards. Nails have been whacked into walls and familiar pictures hung whilst the cats slowly feel out the neighbourhood and the local birds hold their breath.
The first week was privy to two parties: One for me and one for me Ancestors. Friends came over, brought presents, ooh'd and aah'd over the new flat. Plants arrived, a new mat for the front door. A blondie shirt, a small pink wallet with a gold lining. I put down medicine to chase out the old and bring in the new. It’s amazing how quickly you can become part of a place.
I applied for a real job this week, a full time placement, a nine to fiver. I’ve never had one of those. I’m officially 34 and I’ve never had a full time job...
Slowly I solidify. Different parts of me melt back into one another to form one blob of liquid. I become grounded. Let’s hope I don’t dry out and turn to stone before the end of the week.
Could it be true? Could this be it? Is life about to get dull and boring again?
Please Universe, please say it isn’t so.
Happy birthday!
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