I:Lie
I am a traveller, walking through life with my head in the clouds, feet touching down only every few paces. I feel most at home in those daily micro-incidents where reality and fiction intersect.
I am a traveller, walking through life with my head in the clouds, feet touching down only every few paces. I feel most at home in those daily micro-incidents where reality and fiction intersect.
Why, he says, and I can’t tell if he’s upset or indifferent, I notice that I don’t remember what he looked like, what he looks like, didn’t you answer the phone I’m getting a bit too tired of your Orange answer phone, talking, he still is, his head in his magazine, in my bed, mine. My pillows. It is 23:38, too late maybe to start watching a film.
Excellent! ^^
I exercised frantically and still could not get rid of the dull pain in my lower back. It was the night. It had stuck itself there. I tried to pull it out but the night merely sucked further. I thought about all the beautiful things I could do with my life, and signed that now I am going to have to do them all with the night stuck on my lower back.