at a certain point it becomes running, when most of moving on is just getting out of bed and plodding forward. Call it what you must, but you need to practise walking around and living life and being heartbroken at the same time. Not in an exciting way, where you’re in the thrall of some new person, or buying something outrageous, or terrorising Jiro, but in the way you still have to go to work when you have a toothache.’
