My Diary: Hearing Voices

I looked out from the canopy of the spitfire mark five a bit later than planned.‭ ‬I made myself even later by stuffing a fully functioning weather station into my spare pocket.‭ ‬I then spent all day moving the green damsels in distress that populate the nether regions of the purple world.‭ ‬As I didn’t have to paddle my canoe along one of Titan’s methane rivers during the evening I built a new town in an old armchair.

Hearing Voices

Hearing Voices


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