Episode 07: Guardian (Part II)
The following Monday, I had a clump of neon green polyester fiber and a dead glow stick in my pocket, and the rejuvenated feeling that magical things were absolutely possible.
The following Monday, I had a clump of neon green polyester fiber and a dead glow stick in my pocket, and the rejuvenated feeling that magical things were absolutely possible.
Could a soul mate, I wondered, be the answer to religion and friendship, safety and joy? Fiction, the remaining magic of our time, made it seem so possible.