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Nowhere is truly empty. The thought makes me feel lavishly alone. Somehow, space is so deeply melancholy that it’s not at all sad, like a note so low it ceases to sound. Even my sorrow about my insignificance feels insignificant.
“Wow, that was salty. I kind of like it,” I say, smiling up at the disembodied voice, my hands punching into my pockets, to show off the muscles of my arms. Am I flirting with my operating system? I think I’m flirting with my operating system.
this is making me giggle
It’s weirdly reassuring: when adoration is selfish, it’s not going anywhere.
Intimacy is the only shield against insanity. Intimacy, not knowledge. Intimacy, not power.
“I spent my whole life feeling like I was a robot pretending to be a human. It just got confirmed.”
“Well, yes. That was how life on Earth worked, too. People did a lot of tasks and tried to keep death as far away as possible.”
You love Kodiak. This is the hidden miracle of all this: you might be loving each other deeper than any humans have ever loved, have ever needed to love, have ever had the occasion to love. Well, maybe Adam and Eve did, but you and I both know we don’t think they ever existed.
