wow horsemouth just had a beautiful reconciliation dream. he felt a tentative arm around his waist and they were off (walking and talking). she was of course heavily covered up (giant kenny sized parka and a facemask of some description). he can't tell you anything about the surroundings (it was a tactile dream).
it was both great (and very depressing) to have this dream after so many years. already it is starting to be unclear which side of him she was. he thinks to the left so her hand reached round to the right but he seemed to remember his hand (that was touching her) being the right hand.
maybe it's a 'sides of the brain' thing.
anyway dreams and memories are not made to bear much examination.
'the sun determines everything that grows, while water becomes an all important symbol...' (from ceasar's vast ghost by lawrence durrell which he has brought with him)
yesterday horsemouth travelled. his brother took him to the railway station. he got a ticket and a train to newport. when the london train arrived it was half the size it is usually so people were wedged in like sardines. at every station people were advised to get off and take the next train, proximity (funnelling) effects meant that the times before the next london train became shorter and shorter. taking the train company up on their kind offer would have meant clambering over the other people to get to the door.
at horsemouth's gaff the living room and back garden were fucked as usual. work goes on in both of the houses on either side. horsemouth could not get comfortable. he waited until evening and headed off up to the cloud forest. there he got the laptop on and watched the last episode of the gallows pole on the tv on iplayer. then he climbed up the ladder to bed.
horsemouth is up. he has had some coffee (a little still remains). he is up in the cloud forest (the cats have been greeted and fed).
the sun is rising over the forest. later a meeting. there the position of the communal endeavour may be shifting within the consortium. they may be required to take a more leading role.
the problem with the day is what to do with the morning. (horsemouth will work that out in a bit).
horsemouth is back from a wander over to the sally army and then through the backstreets and ginnels (very continental). he saw the neighbour on wood street (hi). the advantage of being out early is that he is back early. he saw a book about the queen of romania (but he wasn't tempted enough to spend).
looks like pincher MP survives (until the election).
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