“I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes"
Pokemon Go has rid the world of obesity. Everyone knows everyone in their neighbourhoods. Loneliness is an archaic concept. All national borders have been erased so players can search for pokemon unrestricted. There is no war. There is no suffering. The planet is finally at peace.
