No mail today...

... my love has gone away, goes the song.
Last night, I spent a long time on the phone with Auntie F.. Apart from the fact that she always makes me laugh and manages to take my mind off my usual serious downers, last night was different. We ended up telling each other things utmostly significant. Family secrets. I am very shaken by what I heard and to have realised how much she and I have in common. We seem to be of the same make.
She always has a very lucid input about my 'men issues'. She told me she thought I was brave to have told V. what I told him. Funny how bravery keeps on being put forward re. my actions. I don't think I'm being brave. I simply have no choice but to follow what lies ahead when there is no possible alternative. V. has been in touch since Sunday. But from a distance. I ended up asking him if what he was expecting from me was for me to be even more straightforward - if I may say. He encouraged me to be. But last night came to a dead end as after a good two hours spent on the phone with Auntie F., he seemed to have gone off somewhere - or with someone? But does he wonder what I expect from him? I too would like to be wooed. I mean to focus on seriousness and not simply exercising - regardless of how good the exercise is. As she reckons, it all comes down to one. But she feels I've been delivering too much, I've been too honest and too true. And that it is going to be hard for V. to even reply to all of what he received.
Time will tell, I guess.
This morning, I'm toddling off to work with my camera to take photos of the landscape.