Wednesday, February 20

I was on an airplane on my way to see my grandmother. I had one bag and it was with me.
I was wearing a suit coat. Nothing else.

A man next to me kept talking to me about my bag and the stuff in it. He was really interested in my camera. I didn't trust him, especially because I was naked.

I got off the airplane and stopped at a small restaurant. I hung my coat over the back of a chair and sat down to eat. I realized I needed to use the bathroom so I started walking towards it. I thought maybe I better wear my coat to the bathroom so I ran back across the restaurant to grab it. A table of women stared at me but I didn't care.

I went into the bathroom. It was dimly lit and had ugly green tile. I thought maybe I shouldn't be walking around in there in my bare feet. What did it matter, I thought, because I didn't have shoes to put on anyway.

I used one of the urinals that had walls on either sides. As I was washing my hands I looked in the mirror to the man standing behind me. He was fully clothed and had a strange, long bump on his head. It looked like what cartoon characters develop after getting hit. Just a long, knobby bump. He was wearing a knit cap over the bump and it make it look even more ridiculous.

I nodded and he nodded back.