A pole barn

The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It was in a pole barn where she did her work. Since the pole barn did not have windows, he had printed scenes from his backyard and them put into a fake frame that looked like a window. He had put up 6 of these window prints all around the room. He told her that one fell when the internet fellow tipped his ladder and tried to grab it. That window print is no longer.

Maybe that was his ticket to the outside world, taking the window print with him. She did not think so. The images on the window prints were beautiful. These prints were merely a glimpse. The images were of the surrounding she knew. How could she get out?

She was convinced that the answer lay in the print. So she went beyond the glimpses in her work over the hours. There were clocks up in the pole barn. She learned about time in grade school, but without the sunrise and sunset it could be really any time. The answer therefore was in the prints. Of the 5 remaining window prints, 2 depict the sunset and 2 depict the sunrise. There was one she was totally space case into. It was the nearby mountains and it was daylight. Beautiful snowcapped mountains. Evergreen trees draped the mountains and there were many fluffy clouds above a valley that lead away from your point of view. There were no shadows from the clouds on the green valley overstory of the evergreen valley bottom. It was in this valley bottom that she imagined she had a cabin. She could space out from work in her cabin as a mere glimpse.

She kept looking busy in the pole bar by shuffling around. As long as she kept moving from time to time, food appeared on the other side of the pole barn when she was on the other side. The appearance of food didn't intrigue this space case. What kept her mind moving was how to get out of the pole barn by getting into the window print.

Of course the window print of her cabin in evergreen valley bottom was not in the bathroom. The bathroom contained one of the sunset prints. She contemplated putting her cabin window print in the bathroom, but that might piss him off. Not that he was easily pissed off with her. In fact he was smitten with her. He called her his favorite.

When gazing at her cabin print she thought of how to get into it. Internet fellow didn't acomplish this. Come to think of it, she had never met him. With that she took the cabin print off the pole barn wall and placed it on the ground. She jumped onto it.

She was not transported anywhere. She jumped up and down many times on the window print. With each jump she remember a double-dutch song. Pretending to double-dutch over a jump rope, she jumped up and down and sang out loud this song:

"little cub

little cub

take me away

little cub

little cub

down past the play

little cub

little cub

up to the sky

little cub

little cub

do you wanna dye?"

She stopped jumping up and down over the imaginary rope and thought about her song and how it ended. She imagined going to her cabin on a trail in the evergreen valley. She looked down and her shoe prints had made a little tail. She knew how to get out.