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Maze and Pete's hair

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Saturday, May 6 2017

  2. I’m travelling a maze of gray concrete tunnels, bridges and stairs, and stationary trains with Mila and Daniel. The surroundings are light and there is no sense of urgency or stress; we walk and climb chatting and laughing. However, all doors are too small for me and on numerous occasions I have to improvise to keep up with my friends. One such door is a very narrow oval metal frame only five feet high. On both sides it’s flanked by low glass borders that Daniel and I ju

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Run, Rita, run!

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Thursday, May 4 2017

Night-time, seaside road with several houses on a hillside, facing the calm sea. The last house in the row is a safe house, though safe from what is not specified. Several people, including Peter and Methos are hiding in one of the big dusty rooms; it’s apparent that the building has been uninhabited for a long time. I’m watching the events unfold as a disembodied presence at first and alternate between indoor and outside scenes. Outside the streetlights are on and the visibi

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The abandoned cat

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Saturday, January 21 2017

I found a stray ginger cat near the Chemists' House. There was an archive inside and I looked up a card that said that it's Peter's cat. I also found his ex-girlfriend who confirmed this, but said she didn't want to keep it. So I sat on the bench outside the Chemists' House holding the cat, thinking that it had been 15 years since Peter died and that the cat had been alone and neglected for so long; it made me sad. The cat was obviously old, hungry, half-blind a

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Monastery in winter and birds in the spring

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Thursday, April 21 2016

I lived in a monastery with lots of other people - monks, nuns and ordinary folks too. Peter was there and we slept in separate beds, side by side, holding hands. The dormitory was huge, with two endless rows of beds. When all the noise died down at sleeptime, I went to him for a cuddle. In the morning Peter was gone; nobody knew where. To distract me from frantic searching, an elderly priest asked me to go for a walk with him to show me how the peasants survive the winter. There was so m

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