i’ve seen this piece of plastic on the way to work every morning. one morning i stopped and inspected it. it’s a hospital identification tag for an 80 year old lady (it had her name and date of birth). i’ve no idea if she’s still alive, but whoever it was has obviously had a stay in hospital.
her plastic identification bracelet is now being dragged in to the undergrowth by the trees where it lies.
in the morning it makes me think about the fragility and ultimately temporary nature of life. all this whilst rushing for my early morning train.
