15/05/08 (half asleep in Kaikoura)

My codename is ‘The Spinster’.

I drift in and out of consciousness.

A lone seagull cries in the dark sounding like two empty milk bottles.

I dream of half-plastered attics with fresh beds and linen sheets.

I’m looking for a place to practice the trumpet and the only person up here is Khan smoking a cigarette.

Khan tells me not to be too noisy as he is about to go to sleep.

But downstairs, it’s all action..

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