I'm still here! I didn't fall behind already!
In fact, I wrote the old fashioned way, on paper. Now that I have some free time, here they are! Backdated and digitised.
So, Wednesday:
He doesn't always see them. Sometimes months can pass withoutcatching one. He can occasionally forget them completely or dare to believe he's seen his last.
But then he'll catch one completely by accident. His heart lurches, his blood flushes and his head spins. Sometimes the shock makes him sick.
Shapes. People? Alive.
Always a few steps behind him or standing over his shoulder. Impossible to look directly at.
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