After the rush (both temporal and emotional) we went through getting Weird and Wonderful out into the public domain, this week has been strangely anticlimactic.
I've likened it to an exciting train ride - a magical mystery trip if you like.
The train barrels into the station... and there's no-one there to meet you. You step down, the train pulls out with a blast of its whistle, and you're left standing on the platform. Suddenly there's no noise, or movement, or excitement. Just silence, emptiness, and a still, small feeling of expectation.
This could be the start of something. Or it could be another deserted whistle stop cafe in the long journey of life. Either way, I think it'll be a while before we can tell the difference.
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Reminds me of Leuchers (sp), the stop you take when you're going to St. Andrews. Out in the middle of nowhere. You have to take a cab or a bus to get into town.
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