the sun shines even on bleak landscapes

For all the fear with which i took the train to Birmingham, it was not so bad.

He looked better... apparently the last time i was him, he was still weak from the excess blood loss from his 'minor surgeries'.

And the reason for his improvement? His wife that I hadn't seen for almost 20 years, laughing and surprised to see me. I thought I was an idiot at that point, he had plenty of support and something to do.
But as we walked to the station, we talked about his plans to leave for somewhere and gain his freedom to do something.

As vague as that. As suicidal as that.

We'll see what happens.