Evan Mercer
I’ve never seen him at my station before.
Mabel does not consider him lap-worthy.
History will misinterpret this completely.
This feels like a metaphor with poor supervision.
Everything becomes archaeology if neglected at the correct speed.
An ambitious amount of not my problem.
Had a weird dream last night. Don’t remember most of it, just a few images. Tried to recreate one of them here. I guess the shoe thing is getting to me a little.
Not every omen has ambition.
"Old now, and with little strength left for the movement of the herd, he has withdrawn to the edge of the territory to wait for the end alone."
She’s calling it teamwork. I have doubts.
