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The long day of recovery. Staying in PJ's until lunchtime. Walks in country parks with late autumn sunlight making everything blaze with fiery glows. The arrival of Anna. Triangles can work :-). More amazing food. More relaxed chats. Sitting in silence with the one who loves me most. Remembrance of the actual reality of this life. Coming back to being me. Prayer. Tears. Bed. The advent of hope into the crazy mixed up place of my head. Facing December at peace again.