Dom Borrett

Joined June 2018

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Writing about anything and everything that captures my attention

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Swedish Death Cleaning: A review of my mother's latest obsession
Two weeks into the first lockdown of last year, a time that would set the tone for the rest of the year, my mother announced she was death cleaning. Specifically, Swedish death cleaning.
By Dom Borrett5 years ago in Families
The Nest
The last time the room had featured an alarm clock the man occupying it had worn a far younger face, younger clothes too. But despite this absence, the only pair of eyelids in the room arose every morning like clockwork at 3:45am. The man swung his legs over the side of the bed, allowing them to fall to the floor without much resistance. He reached up and rubbed his eyes, in the past this might have invigorated him, kick-started his day perhaps? Now it served only to wake him and remind him that he had to face another one. His movements quickened in the following moments, he began to enact a dance he felt he had performed enough by now. He reached down and after fumbling for a time found a ragged old jumper, covered in holes, stains and smelling considerably worse than you're imagining. At great expense to his arms the man hauled it over his head and just to be fair, he expended his legs, raising himself to a standing position. From this position he could make eye contact with a photo of his girls that hung on the wall. He chose not to. Instead, he staggered forward towards a screwed up pair of jeans on the floor, he suddenly felt regret for the way he'd carelessly discarded them the previous evening. Acquired and fitted, his look was complete, not that he was a gentleman with a look. Not that he was a gentleman.
By Dom Borrett5 years ago in Humans