Got tangled up in this web again. A world wide conspiracy to connect computers. Octupus-like with it’s tenticles of corruption, spreading “information.” Rats everywhere. Everywhere! A man cannot even run a decent scribble-shop without interruption from the information generation. And to think I had just managed to overcome the symptoms of web-separation anxiety. I could have been free. But since I am a slave, you get the latest post.
The sea-coast was humid, as it should be, and the relatives were fuming, as they will be, and I was studying which surprised me. I must now interrupt this broadcast and return to “real life,” harboring the assumption that this is somehow a parallel life outside of life. I’ll be back though.
-Y.K.
