Alone again
Alone again. Walking outside. Noise.
The headphones over her head weren’t drowning out anything. She moved, one foot in front of the other, the screaming moments stabbing in her ears. Again, again, again, she reached the end of the road like a cheer, and the corner shop howled out at her in a circus of blazing sounds. More people slid by, nearly see-through, yet the monument of their conversations hit her like a never-ending carousel.
