The Most Obscure of Feelings

by Chaimera

It was something they couldn't quite name, like a melody in your mind that you can't quite grasp as it dances just out of reach. This feeling was beyond what our simple language could encapsulate. A series of one shots.

1. ameneurosis

Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue, please.

A/N: I've been lurking around the Sherlock fandom since the start, generally being intimidated by the standard of the writing around here, but I thought I'd give it a go.
All the prompts/definitions and chapter titles are taken from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
a wonderful and mesmerizing collection of the uncategorized minutia of life, that couldn't help but inspire. Go and have a look.
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ameneurosis

n.the half-forlorn, half-escapist ache of a train whistle calling in the distance at night.

Often, he will wake in the night. The nightmares do not make him inclined to return to sleep and more often that not, he does not try. In the darkness of his empty room, he listens to the faint sounds of London.

Cars roar by his window and trains rattle in the distance. In the darkness, in the warm haze of summer, he can almost imagine he's back in Afghanistan.

But then, his shoulder twinges and a phantom pain pulses in his hip and the sounds in the distance, in the darkness of the city could never be anything but London.

John Watson sighs, turns and tries in vain to get some rest.