This morning, just before I woke up, I dreamt that I was shot in the back. The bullet passed through me instantly, but that split second seemed like a lifetime. In that short moment before I died images and thoughts flashed through my mind. These abstract conjurations seemed to answer all of the questions I had. Then suddenly everything faded white. Like when the ‘real world’ fades into the construct when Neo learns what the Matrix is. Then I woke up. I don’t remember anything I learned, or the questions that were answered.
I just realized something I should probably have been aware of for a while. The hair on my chin is longer than the hair on my head….
Sorry, not sorry…. but if you don’t have at least a 1080p monitor, I don’t really f’cking care about your resolution.
I’m like Johnny Five. I crave Input. IO…. man… IO.