I did not see the darkened sky. I did not feel the pressure drop. I walked down the primrose path. I strolled along the garden walk. The rain fell and washed away. I built on sand. I got swept away. I went out and stirred the air. (My soup was steeped in strange ideas.) I breathed in. I breathed out. I breathed in. I breathed out. The rain fell and washed away. I built on sand. I got swept away.
I went out and looked around. I went out. And I came back! I walked down the primrose path. I strolled along the garden walk. The rain fell and washed away. My bed of sand got swept away.