reaching out resonant illness

so i've begun an email correspondence, with someone i found in amongst blogdom, always nice,

the opening night of bash two nights ago and then seeing some very old friends last night meant for two slightly hungover mornings, then tonight i'm eating out with some other old friends before shooting up to highbury for the press night of bash, so more alcohol no doubt, then a day off on friday (from drinking), then some other old friends getting married on saturday, @ which i hope to sing wild is the wind, although my throat is feeling as though soreness is on it's way,

L was one of my friends last night, her mum has gone through the same stages of cancer as has my dad, very similar ages, non-smoking, non-heavydrinking, large intestine, then liver, except that her tumours in the liver were huge, 12cm compared to half cm for my dad,

anyway, L's mum now has it in her lungs and it's beyond the doctors control, chemo will slow it down but she will die from it. L getting married next june, strange to be told such a terrible story by this old friend i hadn't seen for 4 years or so, she amazing, calmly telling it, such resonance with my dad, although much milder and hopefully a different ending, but a reminder nonetheless of the fragility of it.

want to write to E today, strange to be thinking of it, so rarely use the postal service,

also huge sort out of stuff in my room, need to be fully functioning for all the different things i'm up to now,...

so onwards with that,

x