Shevek, how did we end up here? You can’t possibly believe in coincidence. It could have happened to anyone, but it happened to us, of all people, at the end of a long journey…
For a moment I was almost envious, I thought, “These people, they are so wonderfully naive. Like children!” As if they were ignorant, how they roar around there in their cars, throwing something into the trash can every now and then.
Outside the station, someone has spray-painted something like a wall newspaper on the concrete. I wonder if I could find them?
I knew that young people are ready to think and tell the truth. How hurt they are.
Today I walked by here, just a sign. Liquid democracy is also an idea here.
Shevek, forgive me. You’re driving me crazy!
The worst thing is how you fall out of your world, rub your eyes for a moment, and then don’t crawl back into bed to finish dreaming the nightmare
They build paths and benches where you can not sleep. At night all the doors are locked. I am tired.
It’s too cold to sleep, I read. Many things for which I cannot find words.