Confusion incommunicado

[Extract from Ghosts and Marionettes]

.."The shopping basket was placed back in the pile of the other baskets. I made sure you had left. I walked out. Determined. So very determined. Oh yes. Come on world; take me on. Here I come. I could feel the fire burning. At least there’s fire. Always a good sign. Thankfully, I function this way and don’t switch off. Never.

It was a cold night. I knew I couldn’t go home. I didn’t tell you that. I withheld that information from you. I couldn’t face the music at home. Explaining, being honest, or faking it by smiles and banter. I needed to be alone. Just for a while, so I could allow myself time and space to think, to clear the air, break the icy conditions going on inside and out. To remove and leave behind what was left..."