#293 - Halloween - or as it is increasingly being called Oiche shamhna
I cannot explain it actually. I don't know what it is that prevents me from doing so... Right... focus.
We return to school on Monday as far as I know, although there is a national lockdown in England. Yesterday was utterly magical though - the silver of the moonlight on the trees and the beauty of the fire and the space. It was truly, TRULY elemental. I said to Jennifer, I am really living my best life now.. I really am though. I will always remember these two months as beautiful months. Months where dreams quietly came true.
Weeks of gentle beauty.
I went back to the house yesterday. It was musty and fusty and it was a mess. It was clear that Peter did not live in it when Ghin was not there. Ghin himself as still in bed at noon and was surprised to see me. A beauty linen women piece of cloth was on the floor being used as a floor mat. I scooped it up and brought it with me. I also brought along my favourite knife which I had bought a couple of years ago. It makes me so angry that the place is a mess but what else did I expect?
OK. I need to get going. Dear god it is 12.30 already. Need to plan for the rest of the day. My brain is like a giant ball of cotton wool. FFS.

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