Last night I woke up in a sweat at some ridiculous hour, after having a nightmare about being trapped in the department store TJ Hughes. Of course I went straight to twitter to fill the void of fragile, sleepless loneliness and came across this image. Its stolen from a tweet by James (shhh don’t tell him). Its taken out of the same window where we shot the first suicide video…. and I liked seeing it at a delicate hour of the morning, rather than under the fierce sun that was shinning during the weekend when I was there.
I’m told that more people take their own lives in the middle of the day and during the summer than they do at night and in the winter…. seems like the wrong way around, doesn’t it?
