Whenever she found an embarrassing situation in her memory, she hummed, as if trying to shoo away the awkward feeling. It always worked.

Art by @aykutmaykut

Снизу туманом, сверху тучами
затяну себя, чтоб не мучаться
пережить весь кошмар этот, всё чудо
и запить благодарностью три соли пуда
в тишине.

Bowling Alley Island of Trash

     That island was once an epicenter of party galore among the rich & the rich. Some guy bought it and lived it out to the best of everyone's ideas, making it into a great big bowling alley. But they trashed it, you see. Now there's an island of trash just floating in the ocean. So Sarabee & I took a ferry to it, as a tour. Because that's all it's worth now - a gawking scene where a simple mortal wasn't allowed before, and a ferryman's fortune.

     "Did you notice that?" - perked up my brain. 

I could have really used you fifteen minutes ago, - I thought. It ignored me.
"That song didn't have an ending... it just faded away. Did you catch that?" And it covered me in a heavy quilt of nostalgia.

No Ceiling Hunab Ku

     Once I left Earth and went into space, where I boarded a massive brown ship. There were many creatures on it. I approached a group in long brown dresses, and out of all the questions in the world, I asked this one, for some strange reason: "Are there diseases that are incurable?" The answer was no, there aren't. And for an incurable disease to appear, the whole Universe would have to restructure itself.