Wednesday, October 6, 2010
So a month has passed and we are dead. We made it back to Montreal but found our once swampy home drier than a teetotaler's liquor cabinet. Our moisture-loving robot bodies are now lying desiccated on the salt-lake that was our home, and we think, 'how did we end up like this? Is this really the end? What does it all mean? Did we ever actually hit the hymen? Does anyone care?' And the answers are probably: too much solipsism, yes, nothing, not really and no. Sad but true. Goodbye dear friends, wherever you are and maybe, just maybe we'll get put in a warm bath and re-hydrated some day. So long!