Warm. Safe. Dressing gown and slippers at 4pm. Cup
of tea. Trying to keep my eyes open and type without so many spelling mistakes
(this wouldn’t make much sense at all without spell check by the way, not that
it probably does much anyway).
Need computer by bed. Body aches. Need to lie down. Want to
stay awake otherwise how am I ever going to write this blog! Must set up computer by
bed. Annoying virtual words in my head. The voice of my keyboard. Can’t get it
out.
Going for a lie down.
Got up again. Body exhausted. My brain and her brain just
numb, but the torment between the two of us restless, agonizing. Both trapped
inside me. My voice is too small. My body is too big. It doesn’t interact with
my head. Or hers. My words scroll down like the credits at the end of a film. I
watch them. I hear them. I believe them. where am I in all of this?
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