Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Is that why it's called that? I bet I could look that up. Maybe later. And what about "sleep"? What does sleep smell like? I don't quite understand that.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Lemongrass and sleep". And maybe it's there for the rhyme. What does it rhyme with? I don't remember the next line.


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


There are others, of course.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"But to her..." might be my favorite. At once all the sadness and links. And there's something about that makes me smile. And why? And why.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 31 - thoroughly enjoying my position as a spectator!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 31 - thoroughly enjoying my position as a spectator

does wonder.

thoroughly enjoying my position as a spectator:31

Rambling Mind: thoroughly enjoying my position as a spectator

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with  - you have 4

A moment passes

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note...

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 4; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1


Always

Always


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 12)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 12


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 15)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 15

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 3 x Paper Frog (new total 15).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

discover slowly that one of my ears is hearing differently than usual. My own breathing is amplified, but sounds entering it from the air are turned away. Like when you get on a plane, or off, and there's too much (too little?) pressure in your ears. But no reason.

Is that what

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

an ear infection is like? I never got those when I was younger. Back  when I could go to the doctor, and they'd explain something like this. Yes, you have an ear infection. Fruit juice is forming crystals in you. Your appendix ruptured.

Today it happened in both ears.

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

And I could still hear, but just. So I went through the day and listened carefully, for when I didn't there was noise.

I lay in bed

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and hear at regular intervals a rushing. Not quite regular. Every now and then it seems the tempo is a little faster, a little slower. But the changes are small.


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but breakfast's end, and from the seat and down

the line between the tables, careful that the plate

still level, all eyes on me,— truly? really? no! glass

on its side; good thing, empty, or what a mess,

It's empty.

what a twist, this tale! that this occurrence for this

character; a little laugh, a little smile at the cleverness;

or else the simplicity (not that the two never together).

then not sad, not bitter, this; yet not light, oh, light,


It sounds like two directions—

I lay in bed

Sometimes I wake up and

It's empty.

I cannot decide if it is in, out; left, right; up, down; forward, back. I listen again. Are there directions? If I imagine it is two overlapping sounds it seems that way to me. Then again it is one. How could this be something I control? I listen to the sound of my head.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 23 - owl!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

up above a tear in the earth for light to me, and dimly

through the current's fraction, all else to my eyes, too.

the curving cave walls the frame of a river, surely this

tunnel (and others!) the result of rain's quick erosion.

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 4).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Always

Always


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Once in the elementary school lunch room

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet. Over the course of about ten seconds, we all realized there was no particular reason we'd hushed, and the usual susurrous hum returned.

It's empty.

What silent thing had all the children heard,

that made them whisper, made them fumble for a word, gave them pause long enough to notice everyone else was too? What sort of presence were we under?

What are the chances, I wonder,

It's empty.

of a pause occurring simultaneously in many parallel conversations? How noticeable does the dip in volume need to be, and how long must it last, for people to think something's going on; that people have quieted for a reason?


Always

Always

"G.

Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 4 - you have 4


It's only happened to me the once.

What are the chances, I wonder,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Perhaps it's exactly as unlikely as it sounds.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 46 - sssssssssh!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.


Always

Always


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            15
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 17)

            15
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 17

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 2 x Paper Frog (new total 17).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Always

Always


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 17)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 17


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 24)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 24

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 7 x Paper Frog (new total 24).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

with the clear and sun makes me feel older. Like— "I read the news today..." It's not unpleasant, but I wish it were raining.

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Raining, I mean. I saw the wet little spots on the sidewalk first. Weird, how you know it must be raining on you, too, but you don't feel it right away. Then they outnumbered the dry. Then I felt it.


Always

Always


It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I should probably get inside, I thought.

Go back. Heh. "Back to school." But there's still time. No need for any of that yet. Wait until you are different. Until the rain changes your mind.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 56 - i always thought i might be bad!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 56 - i always thought i might be bad

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: i always thought i might be bad

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I can't stop thinking about. Well, rewatching it— I don't know how many times it's been— years since I first saw it— but it gets better every time.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the parts that I didn't much care for the first time around. Like the music, which is strange and dissonant and deliberately so— or at least it deliberately pays its dissonance no mind.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always

I was watching a video the other day

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 21 - you have 23


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


The bookshelf

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in the living room was for old books for adults, so I never paid it much mind, content with the ones in mine or my brother's room and various school libraries and book fairs. Now I am drawn to it. These are books my parents have read, have owned, have decided to keep, some from when they were in college or further.

This prism

The bookshelf

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

would sit by the window, and cast an ocean on the floor. It is behind the picture frames, and I think it has sunk to the bottom where blue is black is everything.

            1
            You need 1 x Treasure Hunt Clue  (you have 1)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Treasure Hunt Clue  - you have 1


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


When was it moved here?

This prism

The bookshelf

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It must have been a long while waiting. And I'm not going to take it out. It is dusty, undisturbed, mingling with the night I don't know how long from now. It stays.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 7 - i like to say hello and welcome you good day that is my name!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 7 - i like to say hello and welcome you good day that is my name

does wonder.

i like to say hello and welcome you good day that is my name:7

Rambling Mind: i like to say hello and welcome you good day that is my name

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I can't stop thinking about. Well, rewatching it— I don't know how many times it's been— years since I first saw it— but it gets better every time.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the parts that I didn't much care for the first time around. Like the music, which is strange and dissonant and deliberately so— or at least it deliberately pays its dissonance no mind.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Well, that's not really true.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It pays it a great deal of mind. It also invents a word: "qualiscopic". I'm not entirely sure what it was meant to mean. I like it. And the video does have some quality scope (it just keeps going! I forgot all about the last half of it!).— Maybe I want to watch it again. Maybe.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 14 - we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 14 - we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is

does wonder.

we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is:14

Rambling Mind: we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a tiny little thing— landed just outside my window. Black and white, in some pattern resembling stripes that I'm sure has a specific birding name. Or maybe it's just "stripes".

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and take a photo, it hopped just out of view. So when I came back and couldn't see it, I waited.


Always

Always


And it was a slow feeling

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that it had left. I might have seen it again if I hadn't turned for that moment. But I wanted the photo, since it looked nice just there. (Well, of course. It looked nice.)

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 38 - it was straight like from a book he once read!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 38 - it was straight like from a book he once read

does wonder.

it was straight like from a book he once read:38

Rambling Mind: it was straight like from a book he once read

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


Always

Always


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 28)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 28

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 28).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 37)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 37


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

But this could not be one of those times.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 53 - she's so!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 32)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 32

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 32).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            39
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 43)

            39
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 43

You've gained 6 x Paper Frog (new total 43).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

wearing a bright blue raincoat. Have I seen it before? If she turned around, would I recognize the face under that hood?

Probably not.

There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I'm no good with faces. (Or maybe that's not true. I always say that I'm bad at faces, and bad at names, but I wonder if I just don't do enough to remember. Do I need to pay more attention? Do I need to use people's names more often? How often do I know someone with no idea from where! But I don't want to guess and be wrong. It would be so terribly rude.)


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

my plate to kitchen, me to door, the thresh-

hold under, by, behind, the speckled floor

a blur with sun too much for my pale flesh

from window glass, and I, behind which, more?

It's empty.

there ever a want of more, more of this scene,

this happiness from loved character,

this turn of things, division by a screen,

and we, the reader, myself-magickeder,


She's turned to say something

Probably not.

There's a girl outside

It's empty.

to the girl next to her. She smiles. No, I don't know her. But the coat is nice. Right now, it could almost be the sky.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 26 - teem down!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


and not the only one, for here in dark

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

(as much a shock to them as me) a pers-

on whose (the tunnels) home my entrance stark

disruptedly a look of choices: worse?

and trust of unfamiliar things, and such,

but they to me: hands close, so close— to touch—

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 5).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Always

Something about sitting

Unlocked with  - you have 4; Unlocked with Rambling Mind 35 - you have 38

with the clear and sun makes me feel older...


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

with the clear and sun makes me feel older. Like— "I read the news today..." It's not unpleasant, but I wish it were raining.

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Raining, I mean. I saw the wet little spots on the sidewalk first. Weird, how you know it must be raining on you, too, but you don't feel it right away. Then they outnumbered the dry. Then I felt it.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Go back. Heh. "Back to school." But there's still time. No need for any of that yet. Wait until you are different. Until the rain changes your mind.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 21 - thank you!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like. (My mom would. I could ask her.) It turns out they're a whole genus of flowers, all with three petals, except for when they have four. Like clovers, except I don't think clovers are trilliums.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

They're found all over Asia and North America.

I found a kind that are native to here, and they're also called a whip-poor-will flower.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I knew I'd heard of that before.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A whippoorwill is a bird. Apparently it's named after the sound it makes. I bet the flower doesn't make that kind of sound. So why is it called that?— I started reading about Scots after that. I don't remember how I got there. If I found out why that silent flower is named for sound, I don't remember.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 4 - draw one!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the candy in my pocket. It was someone's birthday, I think, and they brought packets to share. That sort of thing is probably harder now that we're in multiple classes over the course of a day. So: weird, but nice.

I won't say no to candy,

I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but I put it in my pocket. I feel weird eating in front of other people, even if they are, too.


Always

Always


I won't say no to candy,

I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Now, these colors present an opportunity.

Brown is the root. Green for the fifth. Maybe yellow is the seventh. Blue— something out of key. Augment. Jump a tritone. Anything.

I'll hold on to the blues. Those ones are good to share, I think.

You've gained 1 x Piece of Blue Candy (new total 2).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 33 - an omen!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


Always

Always


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 36)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 36

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 36).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet. Over the course of about ten seconds, we all realized there was no particular reason we'd hushed, and the usual susurrous hum returned.

It's empty.

that made them whisper, made them fumble for a word, gave them pause long enough to notice everyone else was too? What sort of presence were we under?

What are the chances, I wonder,

It's empty.

of a pause occurring simultaneously in many parallel conversations? How noticeable does the dip in volume need to be, and how long must it last, for people to think something's going on; that people have quieted for a reason?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


It's only happened to me the once.

What are the chances, I wonder,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Perhaps it's exactly as unlikely as it sounds.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 23 - owl!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It's empty.

What are the chances, I wonder,

It's empty.


Always

Always


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A similar thing happened to one of my friends

in their elementary school. But I've heard of no such thing happening in middle or high school. Perhaps we lose the sense for it, when we get older. Perhaps it's only then we need a reason.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 16 - on winking day even the moon!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 16 - on winking day even the moon

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: on winking day even the moon

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


Always

Always


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 12 - one is won the other tied!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 12 - one is won the other tied

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: one is won the other tied

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Always

Always


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I can't stop thinking about. Well, rewatching it— I don't know how many times it's been— years since I first saw it— but it gets better every time.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the parts that I didn't much care for the first time around. Like the music, which is strange and dissonant and deliberately so— or at least it deliberately pays its dissonance no mind.


Always

Always

I don't recognize the song

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 11 - you have 12

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower...


Well, that's not really true.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It pays it a great deal of mind. It also invents a word: "qualiscopic". I'm not entirely sure what it was meant to mean. I like it. And the video does have some quality scope (it just keeps going! I forgot all about the last half of it!).— Maybe I want to watch it again. Maybe.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 55 - what are your beliefs ?!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 55 - what are your beliefs ?

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 60 - see you!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

discover slowly that one of my ears is hearing differently than usual. My own breathing is amplified, but sounds entering it from the air are turned away. Like when you get on a plane, or off, and there's too much (too little?) pressure in your ears. But no reason.

Is that what

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

an ear infection is like? I never got those when I was younger. Back  when I could go to the doctor, and they'd explain something like this. Yes, you have an ear infection. Fruit juice is forming crystals in you. Your appendix ruptured.

Today it happened in both ears.

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

And I could still hear, but just. So I went through the day and listened carefully, for when I didn't there was noise.

I lay in bed

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and hear at regular intervals a rushing. Not quite regular. Every now and then it seems the tempo is a little faster, a little slower. But the changes are small.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


If I went now,

Is that what

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it would be going because of the problem. And it usually goes away in a day or two. So why go if it's not a big deal?— I mean, I don't know. I think I'm supposed to. Everyone my age knows what an ear infection is, and whether they should worry about it. Better not, I think. I listen to the sound of my head.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 43)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 43


Always

Always


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 56)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 56

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 13 x Paper Frog (new total 56).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

wearing a bright blue raincoat. Have I seen it before? If she turned around, would I recognize the face under that hood?

Probably not.

There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I'm no good with faces. (Or maybe that's not true. I always say that I'm bad at faces, and bad at names, but I wonder if I just don't do enough to remember. Do I need to pay more attention? Do I need to use people's names more often? How often do I know someone with no idea from where! But I don't want to guess and be wrong. It would be so terribly rude.)


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.


She's turned to say something

Probably not.

There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

to the girl next to her. She smiles. No, I don't know her. But the coat is nice. Right now, it could almost be the sky.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 3 - that doesn't how boats is!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 3 - that doesn't how boats is

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: that doesn't how boats is

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            39
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 42)

            39
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 42

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 6 x Paper Frog (new total 42).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a white contrail tracing through the sky. This one is headed what looks like almost straight up. How does that work? Maybe the plane really is ascending. Or— it's just heading right towards me. (Would that look like upwards?)

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it takes as three dimensional, with the pointed end closer and the trailing cloud level to the ground. I can't see it. A path on the inside of a sphere, surely, though I know it cannot really be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


As the plane gets closer

I try to imagine the path

Out the window I see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it appears to move more quickly. I lean into the window, and without it framing my view, the trail looks smaller, somehow. Just a tiny white streak, no matter how close. Mustn't it be huge, to be seen from this far? But the inside of the sphere is not so far. And the plane passes overhead, and the trail is not so long. And it's gone.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 18 - oh, dinghy. oh, boat. oh,!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 18 - oh, dinghy. oh, boat. oh,

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: oh, dinghy. oh, boat. oh,

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always