‘Then, what do you want?’
I don’t know, now. I knew once but I’ve half forgotten. Mostly to be left alone, not be harried by people I don’t like, driven to do things I don’t want to do. Perhaps - I want the old days back again and they’ll never come back, and I am haunted by the memory of them and of the world falling about my ears.
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‘ The old days had no glitter but they had a charm, a beauty, a slow-paced glamour.