“A Different Life”
The whirring of the ceiling fan blends into a silent soothing hum, as Kyle feels himself get lost in the hypnotic blades circling endlessly above.
The cool gentle air brushes his arms and face, but it doesn’t feel real… as if he’s not meant to be here, right now, in this life. An empty sensation creeps over him, one he has felt in the quiet moments of night, and he senses what could only be his soul hovering above his shell of a body.
Could he have had a different life? One without a job, three kids, and an understanding wife? To think of his life now, it doesn’t feel like his own… like he’s just a passenger on a train following tracks laid down long before he got here. He can’t even quite articulate completely what is tingling in the back of his brain, but it’s there.
He can see himself on an airplane, flying somewhere, anywhere, alone… but that doesn’t quite feel real either. It’s just another “this”.
And maybe that version of him on that airplane feels the same. Nothing changes.
Reality sucks back into his consciousness, as he hears his wife and kids playing in the hallway, their existence reminding him that he forgot to go to the grocery store for eggs and cereal.
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“The Descent into Space”
Cordelia Gable tries to silence the incessant, useless beeping of her ship’s controls, but the piercing electronic BLEEOOP, BLEEEEEOOOP continues.
She already knows that there’s an emergency, she doesn’t need the God damned warning sirens going off to remind her. She feels like she’s being driven mad by the distraction… all of the stupid flashing lights and noises. Pointless.
With the fuel leak, there isn’t much time for a decision to be made— stay connected to the main vessel and risk igniting the minerals she’s towing back from the asteroid belt and ride the remaining inertia (hopefully) back to Earth, OR… disconnect and save the precious cargo but sentence herself to a sure, solitary death floating in space.
Cordelia had already decided years ago what she’d do in this sort of situation… if she ruins the cargo, she’ll not only face heavy fines, but she’ll lose her career, her certification, possibly even jail time… even if she is rescued, it’s pointless. Her life is over.
So she presses the purge button, and feels the pressure change suck the air out of her ears as her cockpit unlocks itself from the vessel and ejects backwards, descending into open space.
At least the God damned beeping will stop. Dying will be worth it just for that.
Unfortunately, the endless flashing and beeping continues, as she she drifts off into the black emptiness of the Milky Way.
“Late Night TV”
Creeping down the hallway,
He turns on the television quietly.
After everyone has gone to bed,
He looks at what they don’t want him to see.
The real education starts after hours,
So at boring stupid school he does awfully…
But he’ll learn everything he ever needs to know,
Thanks to watching Late Night TV.
Orginally Posted 4/26/2012
(Thanks to the amazing Kyle Harter for .giffing this for me!)
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