¨§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨§§¨¨¨§§
¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨§¨§§§¨¨§§
§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§§¨§§
§§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§¨§¨
§§§¨¨§¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨§¨               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.  ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          §§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨