Everyone wanted answers I wasn't ready to give.

I stayed there, curled up into the warmth of your body, under the blankets, like something soft in a shell. Your arms were firm as rock around me.

It was so big, that view. I’ll never remember it properly. How can anyone remember something that big? I don’t think people’s brains are designed for memories like that. They’re designed for things like phone numbers, or the color of someone’s hair. Not hugeness.

Far, far away something made a single ghostly howl, like a banshee in the dark.

When the darkness gets easier, you know you're sinking deeper, becoming dead yourself.

Your beautiful mouth was moving like a caterpillar. I reached out and tried to catch it.

I remember the lights turning into blurs of blazing fire. I remember the air-conditioning chilling my arms. The smell of coffee smudging into the smell of eucalyptus.