Today I slid open my big wardrobe doors: I looked at the trousers and then unwrapped a pile of shirts. I tried one on, buttoned it to the neck and then I slid the little piece of white plastic into place. It fits but it feels weird.
In ten days I go through a ceremony that means that dressing routine will become normal. It feels strange. In some ways it feels very right: in other ways it so doesn't. Its drawing into focus and will be rehoned by a four day retreat. I think I need the time to just let it be as important as it is.
But before that I have a big ole wedding to go to..
And maybe a BT homehub!