I’m wandering on a frozen lake. This is all there is. We don’t
know of any place else. It’s very cold. There is no way the ice can break. If
it does we fall inside. Nobody knows how deep. So we find ways to keep it cold.
We refrigerate the winter. Our fear further freezes the ice. Makes it even deeper.
Unbreakable. Spring is going far away. Towards warmer shores. Reality fell in a
hole last time the ice melted. It must be underneath somewhere. Trying to break
the ice. If we help it from up here.
