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"“Is something wrong?” James asked.
I blinked at him. “What?”
“I dunno, you just seem quiet today.”
“No, I’m fine.”
It’s just that we’re all going to die a miserable death in the
near future, but other than that I’m fine.
Of course, I didn’t say those words out loud. What would be the point?
James and I had been friends for over a decade, but a few years back, I ended
up living in a town about an hour away from him. Still, we met up once a month
to eat lunch and play disc golf.
We had just reached the 18th basket. “Your turn,” he said.
“Oh, right.” I threw my disc. It was a terrible throw — straight into the
bushes.
“Man, you’re having an off day.”
“More like an off year,” I said with a chuckle. It was November of 2020, and
everybody was thinking about COVID-19 and wondering when things would get back
to normal.
But not me. I knew things would never get back to normal, that the world I grew
up in was gone, and that it was all downhill from here.
2020 was the year I became “collapse aware.”"
Cheers,
*** Xanni ***
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mailto:xanni@xanadu.net Andrew Pam
http://xanadu.com.au/ Chief Scientist, Xanadu
https://glasswings.com.au/ Partner, Glass Wings
https://sericyb.com.au/ Manager, Serious Cybernetics
