Night Attack

But Once Upon A Time, Life Was Much Darker…
The phantoms of the past have morphed into the pressures of the present. Black humour would explain it or big fat fate whose previous predictions are in need to being revived and revisited upon the forgetful and indifferent. Don’t get cosy when things seem to be going well.

Read After Burnout

Hagedorn-NightAttackBigEdward Hegedorn

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There are moments that sneak upon me, seize my collar and thump me on the head with a leaden cosh. It is the bathroom moment reincarnated for a new self. It is not the walls, the never-ending drip of the tap, nor the ceiling moving down upon me. The phantoms of the past have morphed into the pressures of the present. Black humour would explain it or big fat fate whose previous predictions are in need to being revived and revisited upon the forgetful and indifferent. Don’t get cosy when things seem to be going well.

It was Friday night and the wonderful haze of the weekend was settling upon me. My wife was out somewhere with my daughters and I chose to do something that I hadn’t done for a while. I was going to phone my mother. Since the death of my father, relations with…

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