Contemporaneous: Chapters 40 – 41
41. I don’t sleep much that night because I worry what would’ve happened if I forgot something meaningful. Like how to write? Or how to edit. Given I have no recourse, I wouldn’t be able to do anything else. Obviously, it didn’t happen, and I can cover that friendship with Peta. It doesn’t look like I’ve lost anything I need with her, and I can rebuild the working relationship, but I can’t shrug off the threat of something that seemed so whimsical meaning something more. Come the morning, I struggle to haul myself out of bed, and am just eating a bowl of bran for breakfast when my phone rings…
Contemporaneous: Chapters 36 – 37
36. The change keeps me up at night. There’s something I feel, like the hour before you come down with something like food poisoning, or a cold – you can feel your body’s queasy, can feel it’s struggling with something that shouldn’t be present, and you’re just hopeful that you’ll fight it off, but there’s an inevitability that it’s going to unravel spectacularly. Only it doesn’t – outside of a lack of sleep, and constant restlessness, and some tightness in my back and shoulder blades, nothing develops, other than the awful exhaustion I feel when I drag myself out of bed before my alarm goes off at 6.43am. I text…
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