The clocks are going forward one hour very soon in Britain because the days on my side of the world are starting to get longer than the nights. If the clocks didn't go forward one hour, the sun would rise at 5 AM and it would be twilight at 4:40 AM during summer.
It was while the clocks were going forward one hour that I was in a place inside my head called Lemon valley, a deep void filled with thought experiments and thought machines that don't work. There are no people in this place, no politics, no ego, no pride, no hate; nothing, just the thoughts.
Lemon valley, an ocean of thoughts about machines that don't work because I'm not clever enough to complete them now, they just sit there waiting for me to figure them out or build test rigs. The place only exists because it is somewhere to go when life is hard or I can't sleep. My body is there doing what it has to do, working and getting by but my mind is in this empty place. People will see Alan and wonder why his eyes are glassed over or if he is staring into an empty space.
