Silas sits in the sheep's store playing his PSP. Perry is on the police force wondering why he won't leave. Donnie's doped on coding to Wild Way the day and Abby impores advertising but she's just too terrified to change. Beautiful baby blue skies and colorless console clouds. Living in their lives they could hide, wondering what living is about. Silas says from time to time I take some LSD, Perry Prattles on not Perry Mason on TV. Donnie does his drugs except on Saturday and Abby eats a horse-sized meal but it comes back up the same way. Pretending it's all cool easy going and upright to tough the tools they're convinced every night. Silas see laughs as he chose his love status and Perry he's working his way up the ranks. Donnie is just way too dope to care and Abby she just wishes her parents were there. Things unknown lie out there in the dark beyond their comfortable neighborhood colors. When talking and being, when laughing and singing, they look without seeing they breathe without being. Silas has his games, Perry has his car, Donnie has his music and Abby has her stars but sometimes fate and sometimes luck make us all give a flying fuck breaking what we think we know to place is new and things unknown. Silas he was sitting bored and just decided he was going to change to Perry. He was 66 and finally realizing his age. Prattles was all too late as he was diagnosed with cancer and one day Abby lost her house and her husband he left her for a dancer. To take a chance to break the transfer feel the winds of change and dance. Things unexpected beautiful, bold, awakening to something both new and old. Silas and Perry their lives became better and Donnie and Abby all weathered the weather. Remembering the who, the what, where and the why, awakening from nightmares to look at the sky. Knowing the weather as well as the stars and not the ones from Hollywood who drive fancy cars. Silas and Perry, Donnie and Abby, they all met one day. Laptop their stories found more like strange, real as they were neighbors for the first time in ten years. Funny they said, we thought we were alone and people were always right here. Beautiful baby blue skies and colorless cotton soft clouds. Living their lives like they died, wondering what lights