Sometimes a neighbour's look, a post-card, a telephone call]
will carry you up the shore of another life]
and leave you gaping amazed at sudden jungle]
a world away from the dolorous desk.]Castaway by Margaret Scott
we're off to a party and feeling a little anxious and wobbly, lately we've been a bit out of step with the passage of time, it's as if we're looking back at our life, from the future
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