Status Updates From Atlas chmur

Siiiigh another long day at my cash register at the small town corner store reading my library book (actually in my ivory tower above downtown Austin)

… so do not fritter away your days. Sooner than you fear, you will stand before mirror and a care home, look at your body, and think, ET, locked in a ruddy cupboard for Fortnite.”

…leave you behind, betray your tribal affiliations whenever you speak. On escalators, on trunk roads, in supermarket aisles, the living will overtake you, incessantly. Elegant women will not see you. Store detectives will not see you. Sales people will not see you, unless they sell stair lifts or fraudulent insurance policies. Only babies, cats, and drug addicts will acknowledge your existence…

“you will not apply for membership, but the tribe of the elderly will claim you. Your present will not keep pace with the worlds. This slippage will stretch your skin, sag your skeleton, erode your hair and memory, make your skin turn opaque so your twitching organs and blue cheese veins will be semi-visible. he will venture out only in daylight, avoiding weekends and school holidays. Language, too, will…