‘The wind envelops you with a certain purpose in mind, and it rocks you. The wind knows everything that’s inside you.’ – Haruki Murakami, Hear the Wind Sing ‘Doesn’t he know?’ she wondered, ‘How can he not know?’ She’d chosen not to tell him, instead letting the warmth of her secret envelop her. She imagined […]Read more "Flash…"
‘Wherever he saw a hole he always wanted to know the depth of it. To him this was important.’ – Jules Verne, Journey to the Center of the Earth Sitting on the edge of the bed, I push my toes into the soft folds of the tights that are crumpled up in my hands and […]Read more "Flash in the night: Ripped…"
‘Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.’ – Emily Dickinson On nights like this she loves to watch the morning break. Occasional glimpses through windows reveal an ever lightening sky, from deep midnight blues through pinkish greys to the brightness of dawn. Sunlight that she has seen easing over the horizon now blazes through the […]Read more "Flash in the night: As one night ends…"
Working night shifts is strange, but I love it – people are different at 4am. More open, more honest. It creates a cameraderie amongst my colleagues that rarely occurs during the day. Nights are also strange because there are sometimes long periods of time with nothing to do. If no one is sick, there’s no […]Read more "Flash in the night: In the bar…"