Dark Matter

by Blake Crouch

All the tiny, seemingly insignificant details upon which my world hangs.

I wrote this when I was lost in the weeds of the “lost in the multiverse” section of Dark Matter. In the first part of this section, the worlds are vastly different, but as the pages went on and Jason1 got closer and closer to his homeworld, the deviations between worlds grew smaller and smaller. I started thinking about all the tiny things that make my world mine. I think that’s the true definition of home.