trains in rome
02 January, 2014
in Italy, maybe Venice or Rome (but Edinburgh also comes to mind) trying to find my way from the waterfront to the train station with only a sketchy map

then, leaving a crowded train station in the same city with a group of teenagers. they are demonstrating how they performed some sort of illegal feat by climbing along pipes and wires and over bridges. i seem to be part of this group in some way, though older. it is rush hour at the station and I see Ben Curnow coming towards me. i grab him by the hand and for some reason am wearing black leather gloves. he seems to recognise me for a moment but then keeps walking past as though he is angry with me. when I wake up i see a post from him on Facebook in Berlin