DEE: I love the beginning of a new day. I try to pretend it’s the beginning of everything. This is the very first day, I tell myself. The first and last day of my life. Like one of those insects. The Mayfly is it? I read about it in a book. They are born, live and die in twenty-four hours. Perhaps time moves differently for them, do you think? Perhaps they live eighty years in those twenty-four hours. Today is a new day and I have to live it to the full. Do all the things I ever wanted to do. Sing. I am a good singer. Do you want to hear? (She opens her mouth and hums a folk tune. She silently sings for a while and, almost breaking down, stops.) I sing in my head. So as not to wake him. Laying next to me. Sometimes I write a romantic poem. In my head. Then the day begins to hot up. There are still a few minutes left…..
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- Written by: Bryan Oliver