musings
He looks like he expects the day to justify itself.
Mannequin lady is back. Her errands continue at a level I do not understand.
I was searching for batteries, and found mortality.
Looks like middle management has molted.
Everybody else was going to work. He seemed to be going to an arrangement.
The line between squirrel and deity has narrowed.
There was no attempt at diplomacy.
This feels less like an offer and more like a warning.
I took it, because of course I did.
Something must have gone very wrong, very fast.
They have chosen a leader.
