heckler

They looked at each other for a moment.
The moment became a longer moment, and suddenly it was a very long moment, so long one could hardly tell where all the time was coming from.
For Arthur, who could usually contrive to feel self-conscious if left alone for long enough with a Swiss Cheese Plant, the moment was one of sudden revelation. He felt all of a sudden like a cramped and zoo-born animal who awakes one morning to find the door to his cage hanging quietly open and the savannah stretching grey & pink to the distant sun, while all around new sounds are waking"



That little section crops up in So Long, & Thanks For All The Fish which I've just finished re-reading.
It describes the exact effect Marvel has on me. From our very first conversation through to meeting her in person for the first time, to my asking her to marry me. It's there in every conversation we have. Those moments fill our lives. Just being there with each other is enough. The moments that I've always dreaded my entire life, the quite, self-conscious, pressure laden, uncomfortable silences, the gaps where the fear would take over & paralyse me, are suddenly the moments to treasure, to hold close to my heart.
The moments where I felt most alone are now the moments in which I know like I belong.
It's those moments that make home



So this time in 7 days I'll be sat in the airport departure lounge, waiting to board my flight to take me to my home
I have soooooooooooooooooo much to do still . At least it feels that way. In reality I'm pretty much prepared. It's just the packing & checking I have everything left to do. I always find that the hardest part. The planning is over, all that's left is the doing.
I also have a hell of a lot of tidying to do around here before I leave. I should be getting on with that right now....if only I knew where to start