“Now, settled on the surface, I am content with two coordinates that determine my location - latitude and longitude. Even the fact that the two-room apartment I’m renting is separated from the asphalt densely seeded with brown reagent by as much as twenty-two and a half meters does not change the situation. Birds fly higher. I forgot which direction above the horizon Orion is usually at this time of year and what the rightmost star in his belt is called. The sky here resembles a ceiling, painted with a poorly mixed mixture of white and gray paints, between the strokes of which blue spots sometimes flicker, but they are immediately covered up by precipitation. This is probably why my beginning, which happened much to the east and a little to the south, is associated with the third, completely forgotten here coordinate of visible space: high, clear, going into the ultraviolet - another - sky...”