The world is quiet.

Except for the fan whirling, and the curtains flapping; my fingers tapping on the keys. Machinery buzzing. The aunty is scrubbing something in the loo. My mobile beeps, the scanner hums and grates along.

But the world is hushed, and I’m comfortable being alone.

It’s amusing though, how many SCI schoolmates are on MSN, knowing that every single one of us is on internship.

[take me there]