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The supermarket is a temple to unnatural abundance. The stock boys, it's acolytes, with aprons for vestments. A pattern: they rotate the soup cans not based on expiry, but some seasonal (lunar?) cycle I have yet to decipher. Today, the cream of mushroom (an anchor flavor) moved to the bottom shelf. A demotion. I bought six cans as an offering of stability. My pantry is now a bulwark.
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The Blinds of my bedroom window slice the moon into even segments. Ten stripes of light on the floor. A lunar abacus. Last night, I woke at 3:17 AM. There were eleven stripes. The math had changed. The moon itself hadn’t shifted. My room had. I recalculated the angles this morning. No error. Conclusion: the boundaries of my dwelling are softly breathing. I am living inside a lung.
The 7:37 bus driver has not deviated from his route in three years. Today, he took a left on 1st st instead of right. Not a detour. No road signs. This was a test. I was the only passenger who looked up from their phone. Our eyes met in the rear view.
The message was clear: the pattern is malleable, and I have been seen seeing it.
Oh, how the turn tables.
The buildings HVAC system hums in the frequency of D-flat. That's not a standard operational frequency. It's a lullaby. Or a summoning chant. I've started humming along out of a sense of self-preservation. I think it's working. Maybe. The maintenance man (Mr.Hendricks) looked at me for 3 seconds longer today. My assessment: he knows I know.