Insomnia & Alcohol

Monday: Alcohol One thing I didn’t expect was the memories that this particular drink evoked. I haven’t had it in years but was reminded of it recently. And maybe that’s why I picked it up at the store tonight. Drinking in the scent and taste transported me back a few years to a couple of…

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It wasn’t a place.

Her eyes opened and she took a few moments to savour the delicious heaviness in her limbs. She was spent, but in such a good way. She felt the comforting warmth and weight of his arm that he had curled around her and tucked in against her chest. She grazed her lips across his knuckles…

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Elusive.

Lying awake, her mind races. So much going on in her head. Why can’t she just switch it off? It’s so frustrating. She’s exhausted, has not had a decent night’s sleep in days. Can barely keep her eyes open, but as soon as she lays down, everything changes. She’s been in bed for over two…

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Waiting.

He waits. His body is still, but inside, he is rampaging. Ravenous. His eyes move constantly, watching for her, and his only other movement, almost imperceptible, is a slight pulsing of his knee as it quickly moves ever so slightly up and down. It’s all his mind can allow. She can’t know what is hiding…

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Where You Want to Be.

Am I where I wanted to be? Did I get here easily? Did I make a sacrifice? Did I take a sharp left… when I should have turned right? ⁃ Darren Hayes, Where You Want To Be. We all have our sliding doors moments, I’m sure. What if? What if things were different? What would…

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Eye Contact

He’d been watching her all night, and he thought she’d been watching him too. Their eyes met and it was electric. He felt the pull immediately, and couldn’t tear his gaze away. His friends’ laughter faded away and there was only her. She broke eye contact as she turned to answer someone’s question and he…

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Five: Madness.

I can’t get those memories out of my mind And some kind of madness has started to evolve I tried so hard to let you go But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole. – Muse, Madness She can’t breathe. Her heart is racing, her mind racing even faster. Jittery and full of angst,…

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Four: Enough

When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside. – Rumi. He had left the door open behind him, he knew she wouldn’t be far away. She left it open too, she made sure she was quiet. She didn’t want him knowing she was here already. She had hidden herself in the old rotting orchard,…

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Two: Resolve.

Just a note – these stories may be a little too dark for some people, so if my last one was too much, it might be best to skip these. Having said that, I don’t think this one is particularly graphic. … She half smiled, remembering the delicious anticipation just a handful of months ago,…

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One: Darkest Fire.

She was a little afraid to pass by his table again. And if she was being honest with herself, it wasn’t just fear. There was a heat to him. The way his eyes locked on hers before travelling down her body and back up again. That heat rolled over her and collected in places that…

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Early Flight

She was sure she’d forgotten something but she was tired and she just wanted to get moving. She grabbed her keys from the bowl by the door, and with her thumb poised over the light switch, she cast her eye around her apartment, not really seeing it, her mind elsewhere. She dragged her suitcase over…

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