Haven't slept for days. Last night instead of post show blackout I had a nightmare that I had been given two minutes to live. Two girls had guns. Rei Kawakubo was watching herself on a television somewhere in the house - she knew I knew it was her as a little girl - maybe 8 years old. She had nothing to do with my imprisonment by the two gun girls. I woke up far too early and now suitcase packed, Ritz room dismantled, that nightmare of not being able to persuade somebody to give me longer to live holds on to me. Train metaphor? Eurostar? Train on the set? Going mad.