jake left for amsterdam this evening, we catch up for coffee this morning, he looks anxious, i get him a book, a copy of monstrum by donald james, i regret buying that for him as its a dark story about a detective looking for his son, but i guess it is a good read for the plane.
we wander through avalon, jake tells me he will be away for two years. we talk about his grandmother, who is ill. i talk to him about my grandfather and how i am very close to him still, beyond the grave, we discuss energy and essence. it's a good conversation but also sad.
we say goodbye. i will meet him in 10 days.
the rest of the day i tidy up my house and potter around. i pay bills and generally feel saddened that jake is far away. i miss him already.
i will smoke a joint tonight in honour and wish you a good flight and safe journey.