Billie Gee...

...hears a who.  Is that enough of a clue, years hence, to remember the emotions being felt now, waiting a further 11 minutes for an email and decision that mark the end of a long saga?  The fog of the morning has lifted to reveal blue skies and ocean.  The heart is pounding a bit faster in anticipation over events that are decided yet still unknown, events you have sought to influence (and have strong views regarding) but ultimately cannot control.

The reading of it is all.  The bell has struck 5PM NL time.  Here we go.


UPDATE: Not my lover after all.  Oh well.  Lesson learned.  But which one?  Would have preferred to have honoured the mentor with a more comprehensive victory in his absence, but this is not an outlandish result, and hopefully one that merits acknowledgement of a job not too badly done in the context.  Certainly it was fun while it lasted.  Maybe there will be more to come?  On balance I see it as another step toward the door.  Not through, but toward...  In keeping with all the other wide variety of thoughts in the days and weeks just past, of course.

Some bright morning, and all that.  Indeed indeed.