Today was a day of panic. I hadn’t realised how late in the afternoon it was till Wanda the tea lady arrived at the office door with the tea cart. “...
Under the influence of too much Proust I became sluggish of mind and bowel. I was just nineteen. I spent most mornings in bed, unable to bring myself...
At some point last night I fell into the kingdom of dreams, a turbulent little spot that can engender confusion, fear or the deepest of disappointing...