After saying goodbye I walk back through the park just below the cinema. I've seen it before, but I don't know what it's called, and if I've ever walked through here before, never have I done it with eyes as open as now.
My shirt flaps open now, the sun hits my chest. My hair is tangled and my glasses are dusty and I've hardly slept but it doesn't matter today. Today the park is mine, as if it were a part of me. The park, and the whole city around it.
I've come Undone.