a dream of a station


I was in a station in the british isels. railway stationht

I was with another man my afe. the sky was overcast. I am nsure where we were going. it was more of a tube station but above ground. there as no roof. there were a few paltormfes. ot any peple abotu. middle of the day. I think we had back packs on

we werre going to this paltofmr and that. someone crossed the line. I thought the railway staff would shriek at him but they dod not. some paltofrms were odussed. I finally goot to my right platofmr

wjay can it mea? mAYBE THinking of diferent options in y life. conseirng girls and jobs.


About Calers

Born Belfast 1971. I read history at Edinburgh. I did a Master's at UCL. I have semi-libertarian right wing opinions. I am married with a daughter and a son. I am allergic to cats. I am the falling hope of the not so stern and somewhat bending Tories. I am a legal beagle rather than and eagle. Big up the Commonwealth of Nations.

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