Raymond Chandler maybe invented Google while trying to troll science fiction?
The truest thing ever said about writers.
To regain time is to tell a story about its passing.
Consider this incredibly brief, incredibly strange experience that we have as this hypersensitive creature on a tiny planet in the middle of somewhere that looks a lot like nowhere.
Back then they were giving people really strong sleeping pills to keep them from waking throughout the night. Before he left, John gave them to me and said that I should keep them somewhere safe, just in case.
When you’re married long enough, it’s hard to hide things. [pause]
I found him the next morning.
Excellent short story.
And what hurts is the steadily diminishing humanity of those fighting to hold jobs they don’t want but fear the alternative worse. People simply empty out.