Letting go is the only way to get there — where there are no goals set is when there is the most to be had. Merry Poppins. Loves them, gives them as much she can and then lets go. Maybe there is something to be learned there. She is sorely missed. I miss them all, all my Merry Poppins. They were beautiful and endearing and life changing. But it would be nice to have someone stick around finally.

With tuppence for paper and strings
You can have your own set of wings
With your feet on the ground
You’re a bird in flight
With your fist holding tight
To the string of your kite

Oh, oh, oh!
Let’s go fly a kite
Up to the highest height!
Let’s go fly a kite and send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let’s go fly a kite!

When you send it flyin’ up there
All at once you’re lighter than air
You can dance on the breeze
Over gouses and trees
With your first holding tight
To the string of your kite

I feel empty now. Disenchanted, tired, lonely. I’m making money, I’m getting better at what I’m doing, yet at the same time, there is nothing to do it for. Nobody to share it with. It’s difficult and I wonder why.

How beautiful. How much I had to give. Seeing people being in love. Remembering our times. Being safe next to you. How amazing it all was. Incredible, that I was there, that I could experience it. They really were the best times in my life.