Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.
Joseph Conrad
The feeds are humming this morning, a quiet day evidently. The heavens are an ominous grey which doesn't bode well for the day.
Attempting to escape my reality last night, I watched an old movie, THX 1138. A nihilist post apocalyptic view of the future made in the early 70's. 'Twas scary just how close to our world it was.
I'm an optimist by nature, but the feeds seem intent on ruining that part of my personality.
A wild storm ripped through last week, causing your correspondent to cower in fear in the corner of the bunker. Trees, supermodels, kittens, all flew past the window at terrific speeds.
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