NyQuilback Writer

[tealin]

Here is something I wrote in a dream last night:

While Rebecca made another attempt at the snack car, John looked at his notepad in despair. In the hope of turning this transcontinental rail journey into a bestselling travel memoir, he had decided to keep a list of all the amusing things that had happened to them, but here they were halfway through Texas and he'd only got this:

• Both found our respective gendered toilets occupied when we tried to go at the same time