Getting to hear the wisdom of someone whose been in this kind of work a whole lot longer than I. Encouraged and warned. Wanting to get on and really live. And the soundtrack of my cycle back from the station in the evening sunshine:

“You give me so much love that it blows my brains out

Summer rain, dripping down your face again

Summer rain, praying someone feels the same

Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle

Leave all this misery behind”