First Post

by michaelhodges3

The view out of the window is of a possibly Georgian red-brick building with a slate roof. Sunlight is flooding the scene, and gulls glide lazily through the powder-blue sky.
I sit, trying not to contemplate my fate.
The computer is playing tricks on me already.
Thinking about the world wide web; a multi-tentacled organism bigger than the sum of its parts. Like the world itself; coherence, proccesses, cause and effect.
David, Sandra, Michael. Connected to the world through a mysterious, collective ether. Divided from each other, each lost in their own contemplation though we sit at the same hard-copy table.
Outside, the cars go by, heard but not seen.

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