a damsel with a dulcimer in a vision once I saw

...except it wasn't a dulcimer, it was a Leica. And she gave it to me.

And since then I've been seeing things differently.

The size of the chocolate chunks in the scones has changed, and so has the color of the cherries. The sugar feels like salt in my hands, its grains square.

Back in the city, but still not really around.