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It's 6:07 am, I've been up painting all night, and God, I feel like the only living human being on the face of the planet.
That, and the studio TV is playing "The Atomic Cafe" on the Documentary Channel, adding a surreal mood to my sense of isolation. *sings* "Duck... and cover! Duck... and cover!" Like that would have done anything in the face of an atomic blast -- but people believed it, which is both sad and frightening on any number of levels.
Is anybody else awake?
That, and the studio TV is playing "The Atomic Cafe" on the Documentary Channel, adding a surreal mood to my sense of isolation. *sings* "Duck... and cover! Duck... and cover!" Like that would have done anything in the face of an atomic blast -- but people believed it, which is both sad and frightening on any number of levels.
Is anybody else awake?
