Tymek is writing a novel. How dare he write a novel if it was me who was supposed to be doing it? Well, he does because he just got around to it. Ideas and plans might be one part of a creative process, but it is actually putting the plan into motion that gets you anywhere. I've read a chapter of his novel. It's good. Slightly on the experimental modern side of things, but it is definitely good. I always knew he could do it. He has Potential.

So one day you're the closest you can get to a person, a soulmate, a perfect half of the apple, the older sister, and the next thing is they leave the town and everything is lost. You do promise to stay in touch, swear that nothing is going to change, but it's gone nonetheless. Both of you go one about your own business, leading two separate lives and perhaps occassionally reminiscing the 'good old days'. And then one day, out of sheer coincidence, the two of you start talking again. Out of the clear blue sky englightment descends. With it arrives the sense of longing, for the things that took place and for those that didn't, fot all the years you will probably never get a chance to make up for. At the same time, it just becomes clear and simple, as if it was there in front of you all that time and just somehow you didn't manage to notice it.

Good to have you back. You might still be far away, even farther than before, but it sure feels you are closer than ever. Thank you.