Catching up

In the past we would slip easily into conversation even though months had passed since we last spoke. Within minutes it was as though the narrative had continued unbroken - she continued her story; I continued mine. We both knew the plots and characters intimately, even though they no longer overlapped as they once did.

Now, even though it has been years, our lives have fallen into amazing symmetry - married around the same time; daughters born within weeks of each other and raised in uncannily similar ways.

But Ithaca is a long way from Canberra... and I am not sure when we will be able to see each other again.

Sigh. It would be so nice to catch up again.

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