Not running, walking rapidly, I cross the hall with the heat transfer …. 
We DOLLY into a MEDIUM soft shapeless mass of subjects and no distance. No, forget it, that’s too risky. Not quite standard. 
 
Scary Movie was a date flick. A private-public bond like Atchison and Topeka.  

“My regrets.” Switching phones, I look up to the Great Plains waiting to take me somewhere. Thinking is enormous but I practice until my call splits other but not all calls in the multiverse.  
 
I’m sick of Great Plains things.