well apart from feeling kinda empty today, missing terry and jean a bit and jake who has decided to stay on an extra day and find an apartment in shoreditch, i'm fighting the cold weather and reading the new aliester reynolds book, terminal world, a really different type of book for him, somewhat within and around one location and the style seems very pulpy in areas, not much astrophysics so far.
it's a strange day, very still and contemplative, my days are numbered now, i will return to sydney in five days. five days that's all we've got.