Is it possible to crane our necks, just a little bit? Most of your books have been lying to you. Whenever you feel the temptation to throw something out, you may do so, but it doesn't hurt to give it a proper send-off.

What if the dirt changes colour? Will you still eat it? The last time you felt satisfied was roughly 43 hours ago. Two people somewhere link arms, uncomfortable in the isolated loneliness they feel when they are together. A dark silver row of clouds drift over your sky, but it's too dark to know that.

A clerk at Gable's Travel realizes that some things in the store have gone missing. Additional Piano by BecMec.

Goodnight Moonlight answers your questions.

What was that? You scratch your neck, almost slapping it out of annoyance. Calm down. It's gone anyway (everything you knew). Additional instrumentation by the wonderful Jeff Woods.

How much mud do you see in the darkness? How much garbage do you smell? Come, relax, find some questions and ask some answers.

How was the swampy glade? Did you pass through and leave them behind? Perhaps we can figure it out, together.

Walk downwards into rest. Expand your arms, and your mind. Peace together moments of the day, and moments of before. Welcome, to sleep study #1