It's so quiet this high up, the feeling you get is that you're one of those space monkeys. You do the little job you're trained to do. Pull a lever. Push a button. You don't understand any of it, and then you just die.

“Until you find something to fight for, you settle for something to fight agains…”

“Then all you can do is get lost in the tiny de­tails of ev­ery day do­ing the s…”

“In the outside world, my brother told me, people were as reckless as animals an…”

“These distraction-oholics. These focus-ophobics. Old George Orwell got it backw…”