Issue #527 Keith’s SciFi Musings Sunday, March 10, 2024
It was wild, but sometimes I would arrive at my dream state and all I would see would be Leroy waiting on me. Everything else would be white like a blank canvas. And then, slowly, things would start to take shape. Colors would start to leak through. Sounds, smells.
Then there were times like today. T…
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