But, it conspired in the beginning, that night's adventure would be in vain. I walked around the entire town, passing a jazz concert on the square. A saxophonist played a familiar tune, and my thoughts wandered to Mum and Dad and Jeffrey and Grandmother, and with a jolt I remembered that I had never called Grandmother, even though Mum told me that she had fallen a few weeks back--I've just been so busy that the thought entered my mind. Was I really that self-centered?
About half an hour later I returned to where I started, with not much more of a clue than I had earlier. Then I looked up.
The clouds were still there, but a light shone from behind them. The Moon was trying to peek out of the clouds, and it was doing a good job, too. I could hardly see the Moon itself or what phase it was in, but the light was shining through the clouds as if it were fighting to get out. I kept walking.
I found myself at the Noodle and remembered that I was hungry. I ordered a tofu dish, which would have made Renu and Stephanie proud, and I watched the night pass me by while eating on the patio.
Afterward, Java Monkey awaited. I ordered my usual hot chocolate and found a table next to the window. The show outside Java Monkey was still playing, and I could hear snippets of it along with the music inside. Then Dr. Nbook and I bonded.
And oh, did we bond. We discussed geometry and physics and the quotes on the table I was writing on about the blues (the blues that I was feeling that afternoon, perhaps?) and how maybe, just maybe, I may have taken on too much this time, and how I do bring these things on myself.
I knew my time with this Dr. Nbook was ending. Sure enough, an hour later I was writing my last sentence, capping the pen, and walking out the door.
But on the way back, I looked up. And light, light that left their host stars years ago, stared back at me. I stood in the sidewalk for several minutes, transfixed at the open sky that had once closed itself off. Do I not do the same thing, I wondered, cutting off my own mind from what it needs most? The open sky was all I needed to confirm that.
I returned to Agnes and started to design Dr. Nbook 63, My Wanderlust.
I am going to see everything.