Apparently the future arrived quite a while ago.
It seems I missed its entry. But it's here. And I'm here. Two awkward strangers, forced to share a slightly-too-small space. Neither of us quite sure how to feel about it all.
Though I suspect I am the least indifferent of the pair.
Huckleberry Mockingbird is a fabrication; a hallucination brought to life. He is a lie that, through the telling, becomes true.
