Theme: Fear


I lifted my glass of red wine towards the lamplight as seeing
the light through a dreamy, rosy haze, I saw a dirty glass
full of fat finger marks, I could not blame the barman since
I was alone at home thinking I should have been an actor.

I went on stage when once an actor friend of mine, Tom Hardy was
rehearsing a play, all those empty seats looking at me, I was
consumed with limelight fear. Tom loved his calling, he never
made it big but loved his craft, I saw him play Lesley Howard
in a movie made in Portugal and he was perfect for the role.

This really is about agoraphobia which has blighted my life and
I disappointed many by promising to appear at a public do and
not showing up and feigning mix up of dates. I told Tom, swore
he could cure me, by me taking no speaking role in a play.

Well, Tom died.

My wife’s gone to a party, I’m looking after the cat and she doesn’t
know how famous I could have been.


More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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