Rainy Day

I had much bigger plans for today. Today I intended to go out into the world, to make something of myself, to touch something real.

I didn’t. I sat inside the house for fear that the rain would melt me. Dissolve me. Ruin me.

The network is breaking down. The people in it are no longer living, they’re scraps of paper tossed into the wind and landing by the wayside. They’re disintegrating into the earth with every falling raindrop.

If only we could soak the water up, with a big culture sponge.

Yeah. That’s what we need.