Close

Emotions too close to the surface when music playing in the street transports me for a moment onto the film set of my own life, just walking along but this moment is part of the story, and the song is my soundtrack unrolling how I feel. (Thank You by Dido. Laugh if you will.)

Emotions far, far too close to the surface when I pass an open church and for a moment the idea is in my mind that I might slip inside and there find solace.

(I am and always wish to be an unshakable atheist. I like exploring churches, for their peace and beauty and interest. But to hear a little cry for solace is slightly terrifying.)