I have had no meaningful contact with another human being today. No conversation whatsoever. A few words in the chemist, with the butcher and a "hello how are you" from the neighbour. But apart from that, nothing. No phone calls. Not even an e-mail. So that's it. Fifteen years of life and dedication to my beautiful girl are well and truly over. And I am left with precisely nothing. I always worried that it would come to this. But the truth is I am not intelligent enough, imaginative enough or courageous enough to do anything about it. I am alone. Utterly alone. And no one can do anything to change that. Least of all me.