Almost everyone on the planet was dead. Civilization as we know it was reduced to a cross between the Wild West and Mad Max: nearly deserted towns littered the dusty earth with the remnants of buildings and machines.
My mind wanders as I'm trying to sleep. Those last few waking moments scurry from thought to thought. Sleep is right at my doorstep, but before I can open the door, I have to watch a Mind Movie first.
Here's a typical Mind Movie:
I was on 14th Street in Manhattan, New York, with a group of friends. It was snowing out. Gentle flakes fluttered downward, muffling the sound of traffic. I could feel the soft squish squish of the fresh snow beneath my feet.
I used to have a lot of nightmares. Fortunately, they've stopped. Here was one of them.
Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA