God morning, all! Well, yesterday was not a good day, so today can only be better. Right? Let's hope.
Today, I have a trip to Toyland and a farewell to Mr Tom Murray who is off to London to do THE LAST 5 YEARS until October, I believe. He's been a wonderful collaborator on the Herbert scores for the past two years and I will miss his company and thoughts for the next few months.
Dear Friend BK, you and I have fought horrible battles and remained friends, and my advice is not to send the email. I already know too much about this one you're dealing with because I, too, have known you for the past 12 years. Some friendships are fluid and in flux, close and intense one day, then distant for long periods; it doesn't mean they're over, just no longer as important. Feeling used and abused is one thing, feeling abandoned is another, and I'm not sure exactly whether either of thise applies. I suggest space and time, which does not heal everything. Form some new friendships and let the damaged one heal or die on its own.
I digress here: it took about a month before my wallet was returned by the US Postal Service.
TOD:
Cryer & Ford: Old Friend