A cataclysmic occurrence in a world that used to be mine. A tectonic shift whose reverberations transcend dimension, disintegrating boundaries of place and time behind which I once felt secure. Angry and accusatory phone calls received in the stark realization of life passing. Attempting to avoid that once separate reality at all cost. Knowing that's impossible, and selfish if it weren't. Worlds that were never really separate to begin with collide in a fiery crash and everything melts.
Buying what I'm selling, light it up. It's gonna be a long drive.
