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Blame hardly ever helps unless it is used to express anger it does not achieve any more than venting raging frustration levels the playing field to a point apportioning recrimination without actually achieving anything but turning on the tap of seemingly futile emotions seeking for a functional cause My lover and I were set to move on from Spain back to home a new abode on the British Isles to work and retire for good Sitting in a house in Valencia with boxes packed with books memorabilia trinkets and carpets rolled up for easy transport we simply waited for one final certificate from the authorities Nothing fancy just a signature on paper and promised long ago but nothing had prepared us for the legendary mañana mañana with months of inaction inaptitude and not a thought for reason We are working on it they said but no one seemed to care about how much depended on the form and a long chain of consequences Now the buyers pulled out and who can blame them as they patiently waited such a long time and eventually merely gave up on their dream and by proxy on our venture and own aspirations Unpacking the moving goods will keep us busy for a short while to make our house presentable once more and waiting to ensue Injustice grinds its teeth at feelings and reason that do not conform fail to find the wise mind to align their disarray and stark confusion and so we are lost in transition that keeps on lingering for an eternity while our souls bleed remonstrate on what ifs and other conjunctives Lashing out at floorboards and ceilings does not deal with the grief My grandma used to say it is what it is and advised with great caution that one never knows what it may be good for and advised acceptance and her problems were bigger than ours with a war raging in Europe bombs on her head ruins devastation existential fear and an unknown and we have each other a roof over our heads and food on our table And yet it is difficult to be grateful when a vision for imminent future has been shattered so crudely in its unfairness of unnecessary delay On the bright side candles and scent sticks are unpacked as we pray 17th March 2021