Friday Morning

Doors creaking open and the first words of the day. What would happen if the sirens stopped going and everyone got away from these machines? Was it better when we were all looking up and not on these screens? Unless we travel backwards, there are no answers in that. Only in fiction can we understand what’s happening. I enjoy these mornings. I can reflect on time like snapshots through an old photo book. Thinking so much.

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