It’s as if the air has been lifted when you leave “the room”. The thick anger/tension that has gripped my ever very breathe suddenly feels no more as I discover that your presence is miles away. Please don’t get me wrong it’s not as if you’re some dark figure in my life just one that stretches my rubberband to the max. Cups can appear always 1/3 empty even if the next cup is full to the lid. I’m sure there are many other fog makers in my life it’s just now I feel some fresh air for a change and notice that you’re not here to breathe it in with me.