Random Chaos

I woke this morning to three things: an alarm, a drugged torpor, and a POP.

The torpor wore off on hearing that sound. The alarm went ignored.

I roll out of bed to examine what has fallen.

I repeat the word “no” until it becomes meaningless as I pick up the halves of my ocarina, split cleanly in two along the place where the halves are joined.

I'm...going to need a day.

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In an unexpected turn, my newest obsession, the Reign of Bohemians, is closing down. The news struck me with the force of a physical blow, and I simply stared at the monitor in shock for about five solid minutes before it totally registered.

Dimly, I backed up the pieces that I'd posted to my portfolio onto a Micro SD card. Our kingdom, fallen, I think to myself as I watch the new data folder fill with my written work and wonder just what will happen to the group. The chemistry that had built was amazing, and I do not know if it can be replicated anywhere else.

I can only hope.