I notice the leaves in the Jardin have changed / overnight,
but mention this to no one / for fear of continuity problems.
“What actually happens on the level of our unconscious minds when, within minutes on the same TV screen, a prime minister is assassinated, an actress makes love, an injured child is carried from a car crash? Faced with these charged events, prepackaged emotions already in place, we can only stitch together a set of emergency scenarios, just as our sleeping minds extemporize a narrative from the unrelated memories that veer through the cortical night.”
J. G. Ballard | The Atrocity Exhibition