Bara Cailín 5: 31 ‘Always loss as well’
As is always the way Mac found that his new sleeping arrangements made it impossible for him to sleep and so he spent the night looking up into the darkness of the storeroom that was now his bedroom.
It is an impossible task to account for every little thing that has ever happened to us in our lives but at times like this the mind behaves as if it were reviewing highlights and lowlights of a life in the fragmented style of a documentary series. The flash of a face.
A feeling remembered and then felt again and anew when someone slights you.
Or one that makes you feel safe.
A childhood echo stirring after being lost forever. Disappointment. Regret. Loss.
Always loss as well.