It may not be Dante’s nine circles of hell, though I do feel quite fiery thinking of everything I’ve left behind which my husband is now enjoying. But it’s definitely limbo. I’m stalking my old life, not yet slotted into my new one.
I have been a regular here for so many years that the baristas have learnt to make real long blacks, Kiwi-style.
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