fears
Carol
is afraid
of mirrors
there is
a world
inside.
Lukas
is obsessed
with shit
he thinks
he has
cancer.
Peter
can't sleep
for pain
it makes
him cry
regularly.
Janine
makes up
little songs
about buggering
celebrities with
bottles.
Anne
believes she's
a ghost
that she
died aged
three.
Brian
likes to
be sick
drinks glasses
of salt
water.
.
is afraid
of mirrors
there is
a world
inside.
Lukas
is obsessed
with shit
he thinks
he has
cancer.
Peter
can't sleep
for pain
it makes
him cry
regularly.
Janine
makes up
little songs
about buggering
celebrities with
bottles.
Anne
believes she's
a ghost
that she
died aged
three.
Brian
likes to
be sick
drinks glasses
of salt
water.
.
Comments
The city was white with sunshine, more spacious than I remember. I went down to the Anglican Cathedral. There were not Christians there, just a few atheists like myself there for the art, and a large number of Muslim visitors - presumably on some theological quest. Many were there in family groups, all were friendly.
I spent some time wandering round with one family group, parents, two children, grandfather. Back outside they suggested that like many other people inside and outside the cathedral I take the opportunity to sleep. They settled in the porch. I found a corner of wall and flying buttress with a raised stone bench and slept on that.
The sun was a little lower, the day a little cooler when I woke. I'd evidently both loosened my clothes when I slept, and had an arousing dream - there was pre-cum on my cock. I fastened up and waved hi to the family as they wandered past on their way out of the church grounds. I had the feeling that someone was pursuing me.