UB boy sets his brains on deduction again and tries to make sense of it all. Another number on either side of the equation he has to take into account.
Waves
Turquoise, the rhythm of my clock. I felt its pulses all my life. The ticking clock in my mind calling me back from playing day-life. Balances, another heartbeat. Never did it strike until now. Calling me back from playing life, for I was jamming at the wrong side.