An Event In Autumn*

“You probably shouldn’t have gone,” Mum says.  We’re driving back to the flat.  It’s raining. “But I thought that I’d be able to help Seb pack up the flat,” I say.  “Forgot that when my mood is low I can’t do that much and that mess and disorder paralyse me and that…” “It must have […]

That Awful Mess On The Via Merulana*

“I’m sorry darling,” I say to Seb, as we’re sitting up in bed this morning drinking coffee.  “I have to get out of here.  Mess and disorder has a bad effect on my mental state and…” “No, I’m sorry,” Seb says.  “I was hoping to have packed everything by now it’s just…you know how it […]