§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§                                          §§§§§§§§¨§
§¨¨¨¨§§§¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨
§¨¨¨§¨¨§§§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨§§¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
§¨§¨§§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§
§§§§¨¨§¨§¨               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              ¨¨¨§§¨§§§¨
¨¨¨§¨§§§§§                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨§§
¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨§              morning quiet               ¨§§§¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨§§§§§§§
§§¨§§¨¨§§§              #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#               §¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨¨§                                          §§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨
§¨§§§§§¨§§ i sit in  my  cubicle in  the  work mill ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§¨
§§¨¨¨¨§§¨§ and  feel   somewhat  at  peace  -  i've ¨§§¨¨¨§¨§§
¨§¨¨¨§¨§§¨    entered a bright anomaly. morning     §¨§¨¨§§§¨¨
§§¨¨§§§¨§§               liminality.                §§§¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨§¨¨§§¨§                                          ¨¨§§§¨§§¨§
§§§§¨§¨§§§                   #¨#                    ¨§¨¨§§¨§§§
¨¨¨§§§§¨¨¨                                          §§¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨§¨¨¨ no  one  is here. there's  dust  in  the ¨§§§§¨§¨¨¨
¨§§¨¨§§¨¨§ air.  a  strong light shines through the §¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ windows,  and  turns   the  office  into §¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
§§§§§§§§§§ something new. i pretend  it's  the sun. §¨§§¨§§¨¨§
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§                                          §§¨§§¨§¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨   i speak with the plants in my head.    ¨§§¨§§§§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨  they are getting too much water, or the §¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§   water they get is of dubious quality.  §§¨§¨¨¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨§§§¨¨§¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§                                          §¨¨§¨§§§§¨
¨¨¨§§¨§§§§                                          §¨§§§¨¨¨§¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨                                          §§¨¨§¨¨§§¨
¨§§§¨§¨¨¨§                                          ¨§¨§§¨§¨§¨
§¨¨§§§¨¨§§                                          §§§¨§§§§§¨