I Remember – #965

I remember a late drunken night when I was, oh, 23 or 24, following on from seeing Anna’s friends’ band, when our relationship was still very young.  And we were walking across the Story Bridge, arguing, while she texted on her phone.  And I had an irrational desire to take it from her and hurl it out over the bridge and into the water.

-13 May 2017

This post is part of the I Remember series.

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