I don't know how long I kept at it...
I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still.
It didn't seem to be summer any more

“Empty, I echo to the least footfall”

“I felt dreadfully inadequate. The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along,…”

“I want to love somebody because I want to be loved. In a rabbit-fear I may hurl…”

“I'm so jealous I can't speak.”