And we hobbled on towards the end. All the major events were behind us now – there was only some space left between now and the rolling of the credits.
There didn’t seem to be anything to say. There was no sleep to be had, so I just stayed up and watched the dawn break over everything that was all broken up. The first step in getting back to normality was to write something down, to create anything.
I set up a simple website that would tell you what day of the week it was, in big, clear white letters on a black background. The colours didn’t change, just the word changed, and the word always told you exactly what day of the week it was on that day. When a user visited my website, they would at least be able to find out this basic information.
Doing this took me longer than it should have done. It took some time because my concentration is shattered. For some time now I have struggled to concentrate on one thing at once. My concentration is like a broken up jigsaw puzzle which I have to put back together again before I can get anything else done. That task requires concentration and I cannot…
I didn’t know how to start explaining something that had no obvious edges.
When I had finished creating the website I decided I needed to get out of the house. I went down to look at the sea – oblivious, beautiful, violent. It dragged things down and threw them back up. That was just what it did.