the program is both a moonshot designed to allow some "lucky" random reader to experience something weird/unsettling and a metaphor for my own missed connections.

Departing a hike that had failed to relieve his homicidal ideation, Donn eyed his Mercedes in the distant parking lot and shuddered at what appeared to be a man in a hooded sweatshirt rigging a bomb beneath the car’s front bumper.

(/(:):$:)/(/ I’m a girl I’m a girl and i know what i’m doing I’m a girl and i know what i want I’m a girl and i know what i need