I like this idea of eternity though. I had such a moment last week in class. I found myself thinking of a moment in my past ( bad teacher!! I should have been giving my full attention to that pesky grammar fiend the present perfect) and literally I was there. In fact I had quite a shock when I landed back in the classroom again - in just my underpants and a pair of socks! Ok no socks! and no I wasn't fottaging a rock star again!!
Anyway I am trusting that the current pain of moving house is not going to be trapped in eternity as well. This would not be a good place to return to. I am getting there slowly but it is painful and I hate it and my lovely apartment now looks like a shell with is soul ripped out of it. Well almost all of its soul as crazy blue chandelier is still hanging on the ceiling like a tiny star watching over me.