I found myself writing the following words to a friend:
"I am lonely Mandy. In a way that I I haven't been before. It is as if the candle flame has flickered and died. I sit in the inky blackness and feel a cold doubt creeping in to me."
I suddenly realised that I am at a hiatus. Some slight but important changes in me are developing and I need move into a different phase.
What can it be?
