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milliways_bar2007-06-11 10:40 am
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First Breakfast at Milliways
Last night I dreamt that I was looking for Simon in a city that both was and was not Partington. I always knew he was close by and sometimes even caught glimpses of him up ahead, but I could never manage to find him - only get more and more lost in the twisted, deserted streets of the city as I'd dreamed it.
The strange thing is that I knew who I was in my dream, but for several seconds after I woke up, I forgot myself entirely. That tends to happen when I awaken after a night spent in an unfamiliar bed. It didn't take me long, however, to remember that I was in a room I'd rented in a pub at the end of the universe. Also, that I am effectively a prisoner there.
It's time I did something about that. Shortly after I started working with him, Simon told me that when you are imprisoned, it is vital to examine every nook and cranny of the cage you find yourself in. True, it's usually too much to hope that you will find a loose bar or stone through which to make your escape, but if you know intimately the space and objects you have at your disposal, you will be better able to take advantage of opportunities for escape when they present themselves.
Of course, one cannot make an examination of such a place as this on an empty stomach, which is why I'm at the bar with a pot and cup of coffee, porridge, kippers and half a grapefruit. I'll do my exploring after breakfast.
The strange thing is that I knew who I was in my dream, but for several seconds after I woke up, I forgot myself entirely. That tends to happen when I awaken after a night spent in an unfamiliar bed. It didn't take me long, however, to remember that I was in a room I'd rented in a pub at the end of the universe. Also, that I am effectively a prisoner there.
It's time I did something about that. Shortly after I started working with him, Simon told me that when you are imprisoned, it is vital to examine every nook and cranny of the cage you find yourself in. True, it's usually too much to hope that you will find a loose bar or stone through which to make your escape, but if you know intimately the space and objects you have at your disposal, you will be better able to take advantage of opportunities for escape when they present themselves.
Of course, one cannot make an examination of such a place as this on an empty stomach, which is why I'm at the bar with a pot and cup of coffee, porridge, kippers and half a grapefruit. I'll do my exploring after breakfast.