We fly. It’s what we do. It’s all we do.

At the first sign of talent, we go off to the training grounds. We are torn from our lives and families, friends, pets, loves…

Tears rain, grief cuts.

And then we fly!

And then there is nothing else. We soar, we see, we try not to die, and we fly!

The first time the spinner takes us up, our psyches tear from our bodies and we soar.

When we lose momentum, we...

Jaime and Will are going to a performance art installation in the Tenderloin and I don’t want to miss it so I said I’d go. I really want to see it because yesterday a couple of my co-workers were talking about it and I was totally clueless. It was awful.

The only problem was that my family has their weekly video call at the same time and I can’t stand missing out on all the conversation there. Wh...

Hey,

I haven’t figured out how I’m going to send this to you yet. I guess it doesn’t matter. Even if I could send it to you, how would you read it? Using pen and appear is so awkward, but I can’t do anything that would give up my location, so no electronic tranmsmssions of any kind. It’s a shame, some of the old cell towers still work.

Back in the day, I travelled with a notebook and pen and even...

I off-boarded yesterday, late, and went straight to the local creative collective for lodging. The door stop met me with typical disdain. I lacked no visible augments. No fused digits or symbiotic disfigurements pronounced my line of expertise.

“Stars to your favor. I need lodging.”

“We only provide for guild members,” he ignored my standard guild greeting.

“I should hope so,” I ignored his aut...