doctor comes into a hospital room — first time he’s been seen since the recovery ward. he tells a riddle in a thick accent, but he tells it wrong. the riddle is based on wordplay in a third language which no one speaks.
somtimes you get off the train &, as you walk away, there’s a small moment in which your speed matches that of the train leaving the station. if you look into the window at that exact moment it’s as if nothing ever changed.
fuck all this - i think my truest calling is finding lost cats and (bashfully) collecting the reward money.. and no, i wouldn’t start stealing them. i’m far too principled for that