Near The End

Reality is approaching me. I am soon to be on my way to New York. Then flying back to London, arriving brutally early on the morning of the Wednesday 5th, though I thought that I was arriving on the Tuesday. I am in the process of archiving my presence at Elsewhere, and documenting my worlds. My emotions are confused. There are new people here and I am saying 'Hi' and 'Bye' at the same time. Emily and Silly Bunny have already left, but I still keep looking for them or expecting them to appear round the corner. I keep needing to ask Emily where such and such might be, but she isn't here to ask. Mrs Witt but she is unstoppable. I am tempted to steel her alarm clock so that she has to come and visit me in London.