She sits down and picks up a book. She can do this because she has rested. She turned the tv on, then turned it off. She is not as she was last week. And the months before that. And the years. The years. The. Pages straddle her belly. A thought appears on the ceiling. Pondering emptiness for a moment. The buzz of electric is a faint signal of inhumane existence in 2026 AD. She opens the windows. A bird lands on a tin roof. Syncopated sentences and. Because she is rested. And the tv is silent. There will be a time. Again where she can’t read a. And leave the Middle of Nowhere to return. To Orange County, Potomac, Salt Lake City, New Jersey, Miami, New York City, Atlanta, Beverly Hills, Dubai. She stands. Up. Book down. Boots. On. The bird flies off to a branch to rest too so can continue to read the next day and so on.