A lot of mistakes and couple of real nightmares. Perfect for a writer
She was a lifetime ago. 1992 or 3.
Lest we leave on a gloomy note, I ran into my actual True Love in London last summer after 32 years, and we had a lovely couple of nights out. Pure serendipity. I'd just returned from walking on Christo's Floating Piers in Sulzano, Italy. It was quite a trip.