Saw a major chain book store, walked in and asked if they had any copies of my book. They had it on order but pointed out other outlets already had it stocked. Imagined telling the clerk I’m know the author. Saw Peggy Nash walking a black dog that looked like a poodle crossed with a terrier. Imagined asking her if she was who she is and telling her I voted for you when you were the member of parliament for this neighbourhood. Saw a nanny add more layers of pain to a screaming toddler she was pushing in a stroller, as she threatened “do you want me to leave you here?” Imagined trailing behind them until whenever they returned home so I could knock on the front door, meet the parents and expose her. Saw no way to end the song I started last month. Imagined it hits me when I’m dreaming tonight and I place a pen and paper next to my bed.