As I stood in the queue to post my letters I realised something. There was nothing happening to stress me out. I was safe and secure. ...

As I looked behind me, I saw her paddle board begin to turn to the right. She, meanwhile, had every intention of turning to the left. ...

I was vaguely aware of the cold, hard tiles of the bathroom floor against my cheek. My sweat encrusted hair falling down over my face. ...