not sure how i ended up

here.

at all.

as if i am some amoebic train curdling through the countryside of some body's flesh.

is the time now, or was it then?

afterwards, i took the train east and said "pha!" as if I spoke some archaic language of angels.

On my right was a watch on my left was a sundial, i said "whoa, now" can it be so?

the present is only one of many illusions!

what time is it? the woman asked.

I said, "time? time to be still"

she said, there is no time at all for that or this and held up a red coat which she handed to me saying "this is for the one who cannot breathe".

i took it from her hands but could not put it on until she put her hand on my mouth so I could no longer breathe she said "you can be whatever you want to be" and I said, "but what if I don't want to be anything at all?" She smiled as if to say something...

that i did not catch and fell backwards onto a boat which was waiting for me. A gentleman held the oars in his hands and asked "where to?"

I said, "it does not matter to me". As then I realized it only mattered if we went together. Who was this stranger? As if the woman and the red coat and all those strange questions led me here! I asked him if we had met before. He smiled as he started rowing and said "C'est possible".

I took two sandwiches I had made that morning, out of my bag.