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The night was so long. Normal people, people who could sleep, just close their eyes and sink into grateful oblivion, they would never truly know how long the night was.
People changed. They went on without you and soon you didn’t know them at all. Somehow that thought was so difficult, so unwieldy and sad, that he felt breathless.
Or maybe he was just desperate for something that took him out of his own brain.
She would have been less annoyed with him if he’d just share her misery sometimes.
He wondered when he would stop feeling so ill at ease in the world.
It put him on edge, the way they might hurt themselves at any minute, wander into traffic or hit their heads. Perhaps that was why he’d never wanted children with Alice. Their awful vulnerability.
The system is really broken if a working family can only manage by grandparents giving up their retirement, don’t you think?’
‘People being annoyed at you isn’t the worst thing that can happen, you know.’
No one ever mentioned that when you let yourself brush up against dark things, they left indelible marks.
