Flashback

[den]

When I worked in Sydney in 1989, a bloke climbed to the top of Transport House and committed suicide by jumping off. He hit the street about 20 yards from where I was standing. I had my back to him at the time, but I heard it.

Something today triggered the memory I'd been able to supress for 15 years, and now the sound is playing in my head like a stuck record.

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[smof.livejournal.com]

I get that with the image of my cat laid dying in the road moments after being hit by a 4x4. And it comes back from the most random things. Stupid screwy human brain.