it 's cold and windy with a faint mist under the grey sky . he could only guess if it were corrosion or some sort of painted surface . but we travel faster at episodes of relative peace . i always seem to screw things up where she is concerned . the rest im on my own . it 's something , something a little bit surprising which happened yesterday . i 'm not about to forgive him , and no one who 's gone through what i did would tell me to . `` so there were more than usual ? '' 