Returning to a place I left 10 years ago. I left in a hurry and in a bad state. The crash at the end of a long struggle. but it was not as bad a crash as it could've been. The survivor walked away. into a long recovery.

Now the gyroscope is somewhat leveled out. and I return to the place to visit old contacts and connections. to lay ghosts to rest, to placate and give due. That's what I originally thought, felt. but now I'm not so sure who is haunting whom.

Leaving on a jet plane, but not quite yet.

The word is in.  or out.  The word is:  the removalists will come on Feb 14th, Valentine's Day.  They are defunct.  but will re-funct this one last move for me.  It is like Cher's farewell tour, me moving.