As the wind is the washing whisked from the line and the bins bowled over in the night, thought is everything it conjures. In the world of our heads. Journeys taken years ago, encounters to come, different choices made and choice deliberations weighed. Exquisitely insane scenarios, metamorphosing phantoms. All in the mind.
Virginia Woolf's 1917 short story The Mark on the Wall explores those mind dwellers. In an armchair in front of a fire.