So  here I am. Alone as usual.  Waiting in the dark, in the silence. Just waiting. 
There’s nothing to say.
And even if I did say anything who would listen? Continue reading →

It’s a bland room, with walls in an indefinable hue of palest mauve, or perhaps it’s taupe. I was never very good at colours. Either way it fades into the distance, one of those shades that seems to draw back the more you stare at it. They probably paid some psychologist to tell them what colour to use, something restful they would have said; we want something calming and soothing. And this is the result. No doubt it has some fancy name like Violet Shimmer or Peach Blossom. Whatever. It’s paint. Not the colour I would choose though. Continue reading →