Friday 12th October


Relieved to be released from the city. Ten minutes driving around
in the rain alone, no conversation, no radio – clouds lift, the sound
of foam bubble popping. Feel the fingers on the wheel,
feet in contact with the pedals, lift water to the lips. ‘Alone’ was a
life sentence, now it’s like attending church. Turn the radio on,
surf the channels, discover jewels – no conversation, just listen.
You’re shaking, did you notice when it started? Slip into the sound
of the rain, the rhythm of oncoming lights, driving ‘sanctuary’ to a
silent place.