A Park in My Head
I was reading a report and writing an analysis while listening to some conversation on the radio when I suddenly remembered that time in Perpignan when I stayed in a hostel far from the center of the town and when before going to the train station the next day, I waited it out in the park. It felt like a poor part of town and I was maybe 70% afraid. I can see it all so clearly in my head right now. As if I were there. As if I just did a time and soul travel.