ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

Friday Night at Forty-Five

I’m dropping my wife at work. It’s 7 am, and drum and bass is blasting in my car.

Lonely man on computer
(Photo: Vlada Karpovich)

My heart rushes with half a second of sheer excitement before I realise that I am forty-five years old.

Young people pretending to enjoy their lives
Young people pretending to enjoy their lives (Photo:Helena Lopes)

Again I am forced into self-awareness.

I barely drink these days. It’s not for any kind of moral reason and it’s not that I don’t want to drink. I just can’t take it physically.

Man screaming with his hands on his head
It wasn’t the first time Gustav had superglued his hands to his head. (Genaro Servín)

Then I remember my reflux.

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