It’s Going as Fast as it Can

Friday 4 August, 2000

Well, Andy’s gone back to Prague for another year and I miss him. We get closer and closer every time we see each other and that night lying under the stars I realised how difficult it was for him to say the things he did. I love him so very much.

There seems nothing in life more worthwhile than spending time with my brother. Paradox: when we had the time together, as children, we fought (although not always). Now we hardly see each other we are great friends.

We had a glorious time together these last two weeks. It’s sad because it just gets better and better between us and I want him to still be here so that it can continue to improve. I need to understand that it cannot move any faster than it’s already moving.

[This post, and all the others between 23rd July 2000 and 11th August 2000, should be read in conjunction with the current post, ‘It’s My Script’, from 8th August 2011.]


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