Last night around midnight i saw a screaming ambulance pull up across the road.
Some boys waved them down and they raced into the Mcdonalds to assist someone who was obviously sick. I made up stories in my head as it was late and i was fuzzy and tired after work.
Alcohol poisoning, choking on a pickle, o.ding on eccys.
I got on my bus when it came and as we slid slowly past the restaurant (if you can call it that)
i saw the staff continuing to serve customers while the paramedics crouched over someone in the corner.
there was something so disturbing and wrong about that scene, it made me feel so dislocated from the world i exist within and seemed like an obvious metaphor for the problems of the world.