office
This was supposed to be disconnected years ago.
Nearly at the point where “find the adapter” becomes “observe from a safe distance.”
This is where the manual gets vague.
Existential dread level: normal. Whatever he did seems to have worked.
I shouldn’t have let Mabel pack my lunch.
"No one could prove the Ficus was in charge, which was exactly how the Ficus wanted it."
There was no policy for fruit with unclear intentions.
The machine had taken liberties with the sacred text.
He said it happens sometimes. He did not specify what “it” was.
This is either maintenance or containment. Either way, progress.
