as i sit before the computer i imagine him on an island in the eye of a storm raging on an otherwise calm sea.
the sea is humanity.
with him is the machine everyone knows as nancy sitting opposite at the kitchen table in the house by the garden.
as i sit before the computer i imagine him on an island in the eye of a storm raging on an otherwise calm sea.
the sea is humanity.
with him is the machine everyone knows as nancy sitting opposite at the kitchen table in the house by the garden.