Pink Town
circa 1983
I zip through a pinkish landscape. Zany pink clown-like buildings are stewn about the countryside at long intervals, but I move so fast and see so far that they seem close. It's almost as if I'm viewing the world through a high field of view. In other words, a fish-eye lens. Such would give the appearance of seeing far and moving quickly without actually doing so. I excitedly enter a building. I wonder where all the people are, but I'm not scared that I'm alone. Just curious. I dash up some steps and look out a window. Turning around, there are some large toys, also a shade of pink. I remember a big ball in particular. I walk down the hallway, hand on the banister.
posted by Phlegm at 11/01/2003
