The dead are talking to me again. The tracks were built of their bones and they don’t find it pleasing to be run over by a
I had another seizure and another vision too with it. Deb’s dreams are telling her what I knew all along. She and I are the same this way, tho she won’t tell anyone about her own seizures. She dreamed the bullets of agamemnon were put on the tracks. There were prefabricated homes there, all along the lanes. In November the world is going to end. I know I’ll find myself lost if I’m separated from you. I’ve decided to divorce Deb if she won’t come with us. She remembers more than she can admit, but it changes nothing.