having winged its way across the pond to london, eng, volume one has now winged its way back and settled in dublin, ireland. it has, therefore, in a relatively short period of time (especially for a story) visited cork, london and dublin - dare i say three major cities.
major or not what i can say with granite certainty is that the journey has almost redbullishly energised 'waiting for life to return' as in its last correspondance with me (this morning) it sounded as cheery as a newly graduated clown, and as lightfooted as a butterscotch sweet.
the latest receipient travels under the moniker of lita, and she too sounded excited in her (technologically issued) correspondence. she didn't, i would have to say, sound as lightfooted as a butterscotch sweet, but she did sound as cherry as a newly graduated clown - and two newly graduated clowns must sound amazing together, i'm sure you'd agree.
88*googleplex*googleplex to you all
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