‘Looking Back’ – Shop Assistants
I awoke intending to be cheerful. But as the day developed, I sunk into more depression; just so uncomfortable with everything around me and inside me. Why? I can’t understand it all. I haven’t been normal in the head since the day Jenny gave me ‘the Letter’.
I’m not blaming her, but that’s where the root of my problem must lie: November 1986; which was quickly followed by my Suicidal New Year and the cloak and dagger that was February and betrayal. These must be the after-effects…
I chatted to Astra Trellis in the Common Room. We reminisced about the ‘hair-crimping days’ at Wetlands. Last year. I told her that she, Hazel and (probably) Lizzie were geographically my ‘closest’ ‘friends’: people I can communicate with. There is no one else nearby. I’ll probably see ‘em in town on Saturday…
On the bus home, I sat with Ruth Barton who’s nice.
I wrote some Bümmers stuff when I got in.
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