Starting Over

Well that was quite a month, everything happening at the same time, but I can't have 'Death' up as the last post for 'Waking Up Is Hard To Do'. It just wouldn't be right to leave it hanging there like that.
However I do associate WUIHTD with the last years of my time in London, and the gradual, or perhaps not so gradual, realisation that things just weren't working for me there anymore.
So what do you do? You make plans, and you hope, that if you keep going at it, if you are persistent enough, those plans will come off. I tell you it is not easy, that process of extrication, not easy at all, and it's not cheap either, the world is so complex that getting out of any situation means you have to pay.
But if you look at it in the longer term, you give yourself a chance, and that chance, in my case and in Julie's, was worth taking. Here we are in Pontypridd, high up looking over the valley, in our back yard (almost) enjoying the big sky and the rich autumn tones, rediscovering how to walk, how to ride, how to see, perhaps even how to feel.
So I'm going to close this project for now, since, perhaps, I have actually woken up. Other nightmares are bound to follow, and I'm starting other projects, projects that will document our new world, and the rather different challenges we face. It's time to make the best of it, we've moved on, what a relief.