coriander and i are getting ready to go to new york. it happens very quickly. i dont have time to pack anything. and i forget my coat. i am worried it might be too cold but i just have a bunch of random stuff with me and not enough time to go through it. we are standing on the platform waiting for the train to new york. matt from dead trains is there. i guess we have some show opportunity last minute and are leaving for that. i am worried i left my coat and my pills in my coat and i dont know how long we are going to new york.

a train whistles like its coming in. coriander starts running and i follow her. we run up to another platform where we are going to catch the train and she runs on the train and i am running behind her but just as she gets on the train the door closes and the train leaves.

i am devastated. i dont know what to do. i have a phone but no one calls me.

i go up to the box office ticket window and the guy inside is mexican and seems like he doesn't speak. i ask him when the next train to new york comes and he holds up 7 fingers and i start to cry. he is smiling and then shakes his head like he is just kidding and holds up 2 fingers.

i keep waiting for the next train to come in a panic and feeling anxious.