Friday, 7 August 2015

Irreality

Out side my window is a disturbing melee of noise. When I specifically listen, I can make out teenagers screaming, a toddler crying, an owl hooting, a dog intermittently whining, and snatches of adult conversation. When im not listening intently these noises become just pulses of extremely worrying discord. They all sound like suffering.

The sounds apart, its a very still night. Today was my Cousins funeral. She was the same age as me...

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