Friday Bath Dish
Jul. 22nd, 2005 06:25 pmI told my boss at 14:00 that I was going home due to "personal reasons". She gave me a look that said what's wrong with you? and told me to, erm, take care of myself. I bought food at Sainsbury's and took the Bakerloo line home. It was the most tense train ride of my life. Everyone in my carriage wouldn't blink, and their heads shot mechanically to the doors everytime we stopped at a station. They wanted to know who was coming in and they wanted to guess what was inside their backpacks.
When I got home, I turned on the TV and found out that the police had surrounded Portnall Road, which happens to be the road Kevin and I lived on last year! When I told Kevin, his jaw dropped and he rushed into the TV room. Portnall Road is actually not that far from where we live now. I've been hearing the police cars going up and down Harrow road for the past few hours. I looked out of the kitchen window, expecting to see dodgy men running across the courtyard, but only saw three little girls playing hide and seek.
I called
desayuno_ingles and cancelled our meeting tonight. I've also pulled out of going to Optronica - Kevin and his sister are still going though. I just took a long bath in the dark (it seems that Candle died for good). At first, I couldn't see anything, even my body. Then slowly, I got accustomed to the light seeping underneath the door. It gave the bathroom a funereal mood, spilling faint blue light on the bottow tiles while keeping everything else, even my body floating in the water, blacked out. I could hear the boiler humming across the walls as well as the occasional noise from my neighbours travelling through the airvent. When I stood up, my head felt light and I almost fainted. I drank a large glass of cold water afterwards and I'm now feeling better.
When I got home, I turned on the TV and found out that the police had surrounded Portnall Road, which happens to be the road Kevin and I lived on last year! When I told Kevin, his jaw dropped and he rushed into the TV room. Portnall Road is actually not that far from where we live now. I've been hearing the police cars going up and down Harrow road for the past few hours. I looked out of the kitchen window, expecting to see dodgy men running across the courtyard, but only saw three little girls playing hide and seek.
I called
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