“And if we are all truly this alone does one get tired of trying to find a connection and instead compromise for a cynical acceptance– or do we separate our worlds and persons into complete bliss and utter terror… leaving a large middle for those days in between? Do we drown in routine or in utter chaos? or do we stay in the larger middle leaving bliss and hell for the poets and crazies…..?” -SBB
Meeting Room Q
Holden glanced around the oblong conference table jammed into Meeting Room Q. The mouse-shaped communicators on its glass top clicked and whirred, zipping data directly
July 5, 2021
