Chapter 13: The Flood

A bear, a birth, a cowboy, a sensei, wabi-sabi on Christmas morning, and 838 reasons to escape the matrix

Recap —

Chapter 12 covered the first six months of 2018… the fuse. The Hamilton reading sprint that became a personal warning. The Matrix taxonomy born in a Tuesday evening email. CAGNY for the third time. Bachelor parties in Key West and Charleston. The babymoon in Bermuda… the Victualling Yard, the Waterlot Inn, Kaku’s Future of Humanity on my lap overlooking the harbor. American Gods. 157 notes-to-self in May alone. The ultrasound on May 11. Shaw, Bukowski, and Sincero collecting like ammunition. And then June 25… four notes-to-self in fifty-one minutes, an identity crisis compressed into the length of a lunch break, followed by a polished networking email to a multinational food company by 8:28PM. Paint colors and existential reckoning in the same inbox.

The fuse was lit. Now the flood.