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…
Contemporaneous: Chapters 31 – 32
31. Now that Lana is staying over Sunday unfolds differently, as I wake earlier, then make us breakfast, and we sit together and watch one of the morning breakfast shows. She asks me what I’ve got on for the day, and I tell her my Sunday usuals, such as washing and shopping. I can hear her thinking, wanting to do something together, and sure enough she suggests an afternoon walk to Peggy’s, a café that’s reached through a rural thirty-minute walk down by murky river or other. So that’s the day set. After I see her out for the morning, I shower, throw all my stuff into the washing machine,…
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