The break-up

I was going to go to a documentary viewing with some friends about Jean-Michel Basquiat (SAMO) where I would have taken some photos, but I lay in bed on the phone instead. Might use these days as an excuse to post tapestries from yesterday.

One of my oldest friends in an 8 year relationship was finally cast free at the weekend, and I spent 4 hours on the phone with them. They were dumped without explanation last summer, and I insisted they came to Munich, looking like a bucket of cold water had been poured over them at first. But over the days they grew and grew until like a little fish she swam zig-zagging back to life for a bit. But then this person crawled back in, greeted with joy at first but finally it looks as though the cord has been cut. Lets see. The phone conversation could have been a really sad chat, but it was really uplifting!!

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