Feeling strange.

Well here I am at Vegas airport on my way back to the UK. It's funny but I still get the same old feeling that I used to get when I left Madame in DC all those years ago. I doubt I will ever entirely get over our failed marriage. I suppose as the years go by it will be a fainter and fainter feeling of loss but it still hurts right now. It does come in waves though whereas it used to be a steady river of sadness. Still it's better having her as a friend than not at all, eh?