The more time I spend on this planet, the more I am convinced that we
live in darkness. There is something horribly, unmistakably broken about
this place.
I try to see light drifting through the holes that puncture, but
sometimes I can't. This was written at one of those times.
(If
you are intrigued about this concept of "broken," you can get the book
that inspired me
here.)
