Heartbreak HOTEL
I’m standing on the balcony. It’s that time of day. Twilight. A time for dreams. For thinking.
The city is settling for the evening. Traffic is slowing. Couples ambling over the bridge hand in hand. Lovers. Youngsters in jeans. High spirits. Set for a night out.
Under the bridge, cars pass, one by one, in line. Going home.
The sky is turning a paler shade of blue. There’s just a tinge of orange above the horizon. Lights
