He'd been acting weird for weeks.
Eavesdropping, On leaves and rain.
There is the mention of an ancient writer in this
*I realise that I never even finished this- oh no!
So many stories to overhear in the airport.
He may have been talking to himself but it's still eavesdropping.
Eavesdrop on your memories. Discover the person you've become.
Facing mortality, one drip at a time.
A walk along the street at midnight. Just you, me and them.