i wandered the streets in the evening and when i found a lonely Thai restaurant i sat down and ate in peace so many other eateries were full of loud, laughing faces i didn’t want to hear other people’s conversations after having them leak through my hotel wall and surrounding me all day rattling around my head and crowding my mind. »
It’s only when the rain comes down that you start to feel hope drain away. Walking for a couple of hours, looking for somewhere to eat that doesn’t invade your solitude, that doesn’t make you feel like being on your own is the Wrong Thing To Do. I’ve been here for a week now, hands to the pump, doing it all for The Man. Hidden moments of happiness lurk amongst the bigger fears and worries. »
A shiny black tiled bathroom floor, a couple of TVs I’ll never use, and a now-familiar view out the window. It’s been coffee and cigarettes during the day, and an evening wander out in search of food. The work juggernaut rolls on, threatening to flatten us at any moment. Trapped in a sea of wires and LEDs (one for “urgent alarm”, one for “non-urgent alarm”. They both go on at the same time). »