A good thing to do, try this, a good thing to do is lay on the floor. Lie there and listen to whatever. The traffic, the hum of electrical devices charging on your nightstand, your even, calm heartbeat.
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Spruce
A seed falls on scree, finds soil, germinates. A deer walks past or, this being higher up the slope, near the timber line
Yakshi
“Only if you insist,” I said to Elisabeth. Way up high silver needles dissected the sky and contrails dissolved into mist and faded.
Catfood and milk
He went to the local shop for milk and catfood. The new sign read “supermarket” but was the same Greissler it had been for a hundred years, typical of any Austrian village: a mom-and-pop market selling everything from mousetraps to lottery tickets, booze and cigarettes, meat and bread.
Ice and violins
“Look out the window,” Fiona said from her highchair.
“Eat your cereal, honey,” Pendelton said. He didn’t say that he’d looked out the window eleven times already this morning.
Electric catfish
After the thing with my neighbor and his dog I slept in my office again. I was tired, and after the thing with my neighbor’s dog it seemed like a good idea.
This girl walks into a bar
For a brief time I thought it would be good to hang out in my neighborhood bar and pretend to be like everyone else there.