Documentary from Habits by James Fahy
I wrote this in a fever, processing the brief descent in to disconnection of one of my closest friends. As I sat next to him over a period of months his thoughts came between he and the world - at least, that's how it looked to me.
When I played it to him, heart in my throat, he paused for a while before delivering his verdict: "It's a bit of a documentary, isn't it?"
