Life is getting more complicated! Fortunately, technologies are here to make life and transportation easier to manage. We have SmartStreets™ and SmartCars™. Just punch in the coordinates and the grid does all the work. Now you can do all those forbidden distracting things (e.g. texting, watching videos, feeding your children, reading a book, shaving and putting on eyeliner…) while the computers do all the worrying. Yay!
At night, Mr. Tern stares off into space from the tipmost top of a tall spruce tree. The silvery moon glows and touches everything. Everything except Mr. Tern! He can only wonder. He is a camera obscura: Through the holes in his eyes, the moon has formed an image inside of his head and there it resides through all of its lunar phases. Mr. Tern loves the moon and how, at times, he thinks that it follows him and even takes an interest in his comings and goings. During the day, he makes little moon shrines and guides the sailors to their destinations.
From his makeshift observatory, Crocodile stared into the intermediate — or the infinite distance (it was all the same to him). The heron looked at the reptile without understanding or any desire to coddle him. He was unsympathetic and a felt no need to join Crocodiles little emotional adventure. Heron believed that Crocodile's mopey dreaming was pathetically ordinary and so —unadventurous!
Fishes swam at the bird's feet and frogs plopped in to the water from their hiding places. A sweet fragrance carried on the morning breeze and the air was saturated with the gentle light of the morning sun. And all Crocodile could think about and plan for and obsess on was Paris. Ugh! Couldn't he do better than that? All they had there were snails.