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The day everything nothing, I was standing underneath a
streetlight, wishing I had a cigarette. I can't anything
unusual about it. If was something in the air, if the skies had
clouded over, I aware, I was too bored to care. No thunder
roared. No lightning cracked. No missiles rained from the sky.
was no attack. There was just suddenly this awful lack. Things
had changed, for sure.
The day became nothing, you couldn't put your finger on
what had gone wrong. The alleys were still the garbage still
smelled; there was no panic in the streets; a lot of grief--in
people's faces, in eyes--a mixture of horror and total surprise.
was no apocalypse. No one heard a voice from the sky, there were
no at the 7-Eleven, no one screamed, no one even asked why.
It was just like everything had somehow, died. So let it die!
I recall much of what happened next. I was on my way to visit
this I knew. All we had in common was good sex, and now I
couldn't even remember her address. A of us, just strangers,
got together and we a committee to discuss the problem. We
talked about things like assured mutual destruction and
responsibility. I couldn't remember my name, so I called Bob.
weird being a Bob, but I'll get used to it. I have to.