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John has been gone for ten days and today it became too long a time.

I lasted quite a while though.

I found myself with a lot of time on my hands, a little copeless.

I made some phone calls and talked about it but that wasn't "it".

Booker and I are doing well. I am enjoying not having to cook although I miss doing something I like to do. I have been busy with the new car and all. Retaining a new cleaner for the house.

Phone calls have been intentionally sparse. I know he is OK and that he is in Venice. What else need I know?

He will be back in town Tuesday night.

We will resume. The I will be augmented by the we.

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