Sometimes, when IÂ wake up in the morning, I pretend it's 1974. There's a landline in the hallway. AÂ black & white TV. Two channels. No remote. A transistor on the kitchen windowsill. AÂ record player in the lounge room. For special occasions. That's it. That's all. Peace. My mind stills. My nervous system settles. Then I think, …
Be still and remember
