It's no good coming home

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I like to imagine, in those little notebooks that he scribbled in at the table by the window in his apartment, Don Draper was constructing late-night lyrics to another melancholy Blue Nile song. Perhaps this one. Dedicated to Betty, no doubt, and full of remorse for just not trying hard enough when push came to shove. A few pages of lost words that were always ever destined to emerge as a B-side, but, paradoxically, guaranteed to win an aching heart. It's saying goodbye in the rain, with a quickness of breath and a lingering kiss. A hesitant step backwards, to the left, and what comes next is uncertain, except for knowing the bag you carry will never feel so heavy as it does this early morning.

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The Blue Nile - 'Wish me well' (4.29)

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