Seems like half my anxiety dreams are about airports.

The gods' most savage curses come upon us as answers to our own prayers. Prayer is a dangerous business.

My dinner party,' Miles grated. 'It's just breaking up.' And sinking. All souls feared lost.

All the worry people expend over not existing after they die, yet nary a one ever seems to spare a moment to worry about not having existed before they were conceived. Or at all. After all, one sperm over and we would have been our sisters, and we'd never have been missed.

If the truth doesn't save us, what does that say about us?

Miles added it to his life's lessons list. Call it Rule 27B. Never make key tactical decisions while having electro-convulsive seizures.

Seems like half my anxiety dreams are about airports.