scarlatti on the phone late last night. We miss each other more than either of us can stand, and Wednesday (when I arrive in the USA) is simply far too far away, and the week-and-a-bit that we'll have together isn't nearly long enough, and neither of us will be in any sort of condition to make the best of our brief time together, and it's not evident at the moment how we can be together for longer or more often, and, and, and, ...Oh dear.
There are plenty of other things going on, too, that I or others are powerless to do anything about. A lot of feeling-helpless going on.
