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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 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.

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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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,

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Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 6 - you have 10


Always

Always

I have reached a point

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Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 10 - la trahison des renés

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.


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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


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 34 - shame inferno: smoky progg!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 34 - shame inferno: smoky progg

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: shame inferno: smoky progg

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?


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.


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

I was watching a video the other day

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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'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 38 - it was straight like from a book he once read!


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 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.

Paper Frog

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

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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?


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.


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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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

Out the window I see

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a white contrail tracing through the sky...


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 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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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


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 22 - congratulations!


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?


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.


Always

Always


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 44 - a place that is local!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 44 - a place that is local

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.


Always

Always

I was watching a video the other day

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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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out. I always saw it was blue and never could get the color to change.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the initial interest of learning about it I wasn't too surprised. Such illusions of color were possible, and this was another one. Still, I had fun showing it to people (though my methods may have biased them).


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.


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.


Then the news

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

came out that the real-life object was, in fact, blue and black. From then on, it wasn't some arbitrary trait or opinion, oh no. You saw it right, or you saw it wrong; and I saw it right from the very beginning, you know. Most people were fooled, but not me. And isn't that so nice and neat?

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 3).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 41 - [::-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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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


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?


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. Sound turned suspicion turned upturned palm, and— yes. A droplet on my fingertip. I started to walk a little faster, after that.

            1
            You need 1 x Storm-Blue Sky  (you have 1)

            5
            You need In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 5 and In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon no more than 5 (you have 5)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Storm-Blue Sky  - you have 1

            5
            Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 5 - you have 5


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.


The rain was picking up,

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            1
            You need 1 x Storm-Blue Sky  (you have 1)

            5
            You need In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 5 and In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon no more than 5 (you have 6)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Storm-Blue Sky  - you have 1

            5
            Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 5 - you have 6

and I came across a bridge over a little stream. There was a sign: "TOP CREEK". Narrow paths, not made so much as trodden down, led down the slopes on either side. "Just up there, at the top." I began my descent.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 6).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 52 - do not expect this to be significant to you, but it is significant to me!


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 52 - do not expect this to be significant to you, but it is significant to me

does wonder.

do not expect this to be significant to you, but it is significant to me:52

Rambling Mind: do not expect this to be significant to you, but it is significant to me

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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 3 - that doesn't how boats is!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

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.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 6; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1You need In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon no more than 5 (you have 6)


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?


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.

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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.


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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


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 45 - and trust it for a while!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 45 - and trust it for a while

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?


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.


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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.

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.

Lucky then

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I am not the only one walking that way. Someone I don't really know— a friend of a friend— offers to share her umbrella.

            1
            You need 1 x Blue Umbrella  (you have 1)

            6
            You need In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 6 and In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon no more than 6 (you have 6)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Blue Umbrella  - you have 1

            6
            Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 6 - you have 6

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?


The cold fabric

Lucky then

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            1
            You need 1 x Blue Umbrella  (you have 1)

            6
            You need In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 6 and In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon no more than 6 (you have 7)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Blue Umbrella  - you have 1

            6
            Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 6 - you have 7

sits low over my head. We walk slowly to ensure that we stay together, but every now and then I drift under the edge and the umbrella's runoff finds me. The rest of the group pulls ahead. She asks me a few questions about classes and I answer them. I think afterward that she was trying to start a conversation. It would be silent if not for the rain.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 7).


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. Sound turned suspicion turned upturned palm, and— yes. A droplet on my fingertip. I started to walk a little faster, after that.


Always

Always

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1You need In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon no more than 5 (you have 7)


The rain was picking up,

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I came across a bridge over a little stream. There was a sign: "TOP CREEK". Narrow paths, not made so much as trodden down, led down the slopes on either side. "Just up there, at the top." I began my descent.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 1 - is it raining?!


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


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.


Always

Always


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 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?


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.

Lucky then

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I am not the only one walking that way. Someone I don't really know— a friend of a friend— offers to share her umbrella.

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 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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 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.


The cold fabric

Lucky then

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.

that I am not the only one walking that way. Someone I don't really know— a friend of a friend— offers to share her umbrella.

sits low over my head. We walk slowly to ensure that we stay together, but every now and then I drift under the edge and the umbrella's runoff finds me. The rest of the group pulls ahead. She asks me a few questions about classes and I answer them. I think afterward that she was trying to start a conversation. It would be silent if not for the rain.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


The harmony is warm but

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.

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.

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 27 - fraise!


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?


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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 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 4).

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?


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?


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 24 - red pushing down on the green!


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 24 - red pushing down on the green

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: red pushing down on the green

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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 was watching a video the other day

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 21 - you have 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?


Always

Always


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It's empty.

What are the chances, I wonder,

It's empty.


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 20 - red spiders red spiders!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 20 - red spiders red spiders

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 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.


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.


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


Always

I remembered today

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 16 - you have 24

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like...


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 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.

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


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 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 37 - dont je connais le cause!


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 37 - dont je connais le cause

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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


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 17 - pitch: drop experiment!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 17 - pitch: drop experiment

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Always

I remembered today

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 16 - 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?


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.

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


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out. I always saw it was blue and never could get the color to change.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the initial interest of learning about it I wasn't too surprised. Such illusions of color were possible, and this was another one. Still, I had fun showing it to people (though my methods may have biased them).


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 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 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 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.

Paper Frog

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

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


Then the news

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

came out that the real-life object was, in fact, blue and black. From then on, it wasn't some arbitrary trait or opinion, oh no. You saw it right, or you saw it wrong; and I saw it right from the very beginning, you know. Most people were fooled, but not me. And isn't that so nice and neat?

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 4).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 22 - congratulations!


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?


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 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.

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


Always

Always

I don't recognize the song

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 11 - you have 14

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower...

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 6 - you have 14


Always

Always

I remembered today

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 16 - you have 22


Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


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 49 - amber or blue?!


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 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


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 53 - she's so!


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?


The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the sun low, so its shadow covers most of the view out the window. Across the street a car is parked, and on the edge of the roof of the car is the sun, glinting.

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The sun is behind the building. Where could it be reflecting from, that it hits the car and reaches a window in the opposite side? I suppose the shadow isn't complete darkness. Light gets in from somewhere, and one of those places is here.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


In a minute

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the brightness recedes. Maybe it's moved to another window, now. Or maybe to see it you had to be just here within a few minutes, and looking the right way. (I wonder if it happens every day.)

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 7).


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 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.


Always

Always


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.


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?


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.


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.


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 36 - make sure he's ok!


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


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 32 - from the "we do it better" state!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 32 - from the "we do it better" state

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: from the "we do it better" state

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?


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out. I always saw it was blue and never could get the color to change.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the initial interest of learning about it I wasn't too surprised. Such illusions of color were possible, and this was another one. Still, I had fun showing it to people (though my methods may have biased them).


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?


Then the news

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

came out that the real-life object was, in fact, blue and black. From then on, it wasn't some arbitrary trait or opinion, oh no. You saw it right, or you saw it wrong; and I saw it right from the very beginning, you know. Most people were fooled, but not me. And isn't that so nice and neat?

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 8).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 54 - good news!


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.

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 29 - arthropod !!


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?


Always

Always

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 26 - you have 29

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet...

I was watching a video the other day

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 21 - you have 29


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.


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.


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 40 - would someone please explain how water falls with no rain!


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 40 - would someone please explain how water falls with no rain

does wonder.

would someone please explain how water falls with no rain:40

Rambling Mind: would someone please explain how water falls with no rain

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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 48 - some thing that i thought!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 48 - some thing that i thought

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: some thing that i thought

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?


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.


The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the sun low, so its shadow covers most of the view out the window. Across the street a car is parked, and on the edge of the roof of the car is the sun, glinting.

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The sun is behind the building. Where could it be reflecting from, that it hits the car and reaches a window in the opposite side? I suppose the shadow isn't complete darkness. Light gets in from somewhere, and one of those places is here.


Always

Always

That dress

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is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out...

Out the window I see

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In a minute

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the brightness recedes. Maybe it's moved to another window, now. Or maybe to see it you had to be just here within a few minutes, and looking the right way. (I wonder if it happens every day.)

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 5).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 27 - fraise!


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out. I always saw it was blue and never could get the color to change.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the initial interest of learning about it I wasn't too surprised. Such illusions of color were possible, and this was another one. Still, I had fun showing it to people (though my methods may have biased them).


Always

Always


Then the news

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

came out that the real-life object was, in fact, blue and black. From then on, it wasn't some arbitrary trait or opinion, oh no. You saw it right, or you saw it wrong; and I saw it right from the very beginning, you know. Most people were fooled, but not me. And isn't that so nice and neat?

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 9).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 37 - dont je connais le cause!


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

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 31 - you have 37


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?


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.


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?


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 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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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 56 - i always thought i might be bad!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

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.

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.)


I like the idea

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that the secret isn't a secret because no one will say it; but it's secret because hearing it and knowing it are not the same. The very nature of the problem is that anyone will disbelieve: how could this get better? There's no way through!

The moment in

I like the idea

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the video when the colors are set aside, for a moment, that the red edges appear. I know that feeling. I think I seek it out, when I'm like this. Is it nice?


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.


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.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

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.