• Contemporaneous: A Living Novel

    Contemporaneous: Chapters 56 – 57

    56. I’ll skim through all the stuff that it took me six hours to do: battle traffic to get to the airport find it impossible to get parking, so I leave the airport, drive out to Tullamarine, and get some street parking try to hail a taxi and, then summon an Uber – neither app worked, and the phone for the taxi was never answered walk an hour back to the airport, then try to buy a domestic ticket there. Their system went down. I waited five minutes, but then panicked that I was disrupting everybody’s else’s lives once I walked back to my car, traffic was clear all the…

  • Contemporaneous: A Living Novel

    Contemporaneous: Chapter 45

    45. Sunday morning, I’m in bed, drifting in and out of a fitful sleep, an attempt to escape reality, but knowing I’m now at a time in the morning I have to face the day. That truth ushers in an unnavigable dread – this knowing that there’s maybe sixteen waking hours where I have to live in this new reality, but it’s a reality that I don’t want any part of. The worst thing is I don’t see an end to this. Even my relationship with Lana, as inexorable as it might’ve seemed when I was in it, always felt finite. This doesn’t. All that remains is the infinity of…