when future doesn’t coincide with the present

Yesterday I took a shower,groomed,drove down to the library to browse at the book sale.
I stayed a little more than half hour. The room felt like it was moving. My throat felt like ivies were crawling. My cough rattled still the chandelier.

I could not see the red planet.The sky was cloudy with the impending rain. It did not rain.

I listened to a few songs by the four Holbrook sisters:SHEL

 

Today my appetite returned. The chandelier still shuddered and the ivy,still an ivy. I might see the red planet tonight.

Note:I finished Arcadia,a multilayered science fiction fantasy,by Iain Pears.