My eyes move up and gaze at the bare brown branches behind my windows, moving towards me and away from me, to the right and to the left, defining with each movement their range of motion. The mottled grey sky shifts, approaches and retracts as the branches shake and twist and bend. A big sigh emanates from deep within my chest, pushing itself up and out through my open mouth; ahhhh, a descending scale fills the room, then evaporates into the inaudible realm.