It’s twilight and I’m at a bus stop in a remote area which is rural and has a lot of hills in the distance. It feels quite high up and an intermediate place; between places. There is a windey road to and out of it, a detour shallow road, it's an empty space and there is no one around. It is not too cold or too warm and I have a baby green monkey clinging to me that I am parenting, it looks like an orangutang and it is hanging onto my side with its arms around my neck. It's got green hair, all over its body, that is wispy and you can make out the pink skin underneath clearly; I comfort it by stroking its protruding belly and feel the warmth of its body and our connection.. Time stands still & blurs as we wait…. Next thing: I’m talking with someone.. maybe about the bus schedule and it feels a bit later. I now seem to have two baby green haired orangutans hanging onto me on either side. I seem to have forgo...