The Formalities

And in this dark time when isolation is our only safety, one might beg the ignorance to question if isolation is the best that we have to hope for, if it’s worth having been saved. And when you ask these questions knowing that you are the only barrier between being saved and just being another, the danger becomes all the more real. When the sun creeps warily back up and it finally seems safe to rest, it isn’t. But just having that one last feeling, one last belief in security is all the human spirit needs to persevere, or so it seems; up until this point.

In total it has been almost a year. My accounts could be entirely fraudulent, but what else is there to do but count, and who else is there to challenge my records? I haven’t even seen one in a week, but I am sure if I am sure of anything that rejoicing in this desperate hope has been the end of the few remaining that fund the current supply.

And all that we once took for granted; we have had the fortune to forget, long ago. And all of those formalities have wasted away as gradually but as definitely as their sponsors.


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