The water was ice, so icy cold as we took all of out clothes off to bathe in the glorious river water which was clear and mossy and beautiful. We laughed walking through the trees and lay on the mossy bank-side swigging elegantly from the bottle.

Last night is still haunting me. I can still see the peach walls and hear the excruciatingly loud, painful screams coming from the other side of the curtain. Stroking soft, golden hair and looking through terrified eyes my heart shattered into a million pieces at the thought of loosing you. I didn't know what you wanted and I still don't know what is going on inside your head and I wish I knew, just so I could help you. I know you are brave and strong but sometimes it is impossible to get better when everything is inside of you, because something simple turns into poison. I love you ma and when I saw you, unable to move or talk I realised just what a wonderful creature you are. 

I'm enjoying the quiet solitude of my bed before I head off to the capital. I can hear the violent tugs of passing tubes and the angry hurried commuters already, but I like it here in the quiet where there is nobody else and where the battering of hail upon my window is the only rhythm, the only sound. 
B