LAST week my partner was in hospital in Melbourne and I was staying in an apartment within five minutes’ walk so I could be with him through the day.
At night after visiting hours ended at 8pm I would walk back to my digs. It was on these walks that I found how very long five minutes could be. Very much aware of my surroundings, I held my umbrella and keys in my hands ready to defend myself. Every man on the street made me uneasy. They may have simply been on their way home from work to their own families but I still saw them as a threat.