409

The smell of photo chemicals triggered her, and she was back in the darkroom. So dark that she couldn't see her hands as she worked the film onto the reel. Twist, twist and she heard plastic rubbing on plastic. She felt the gear turning and the film wrapped around the ridges. She pushed the reel into the developing canister and twisted the lid shut. "Done."

And she was standing back outside on the sidewalk, blinking at the setting sun.

408

I kind of feel I'm floating here
floating for the atmosphere
Won't you be my anchor, please?
Keep me here with your good deeds
I could really use a friend like you
I'd really like to have a friend like you...

407

I am your ace in the hole, your secret weapon,
you safety net, your fail safe,
your last resort,
and you don't even know it.

406

She felt the air chill as he walked by, and she remembered the haunting stories her grandmother used to tell.

405

I have walked the golden halls, but no one has invited me to stay.

404

She was the kind of person who saw mistakes in apparent success.

403

Automated, self-repairing, she can troubleshoot herself.

402

Spring is about waking up, but autumn is about change.

401

I found that I can pull you away from the glowing screen long enough for a conversation.

Of course, we end up talking about what we watch on glowing screens.