It’s 2039.
Computers have taken over the world and I am trapped inside a blank white space
with a cloned version of myself imported from Japan. The locking system is
controlled by faulty software and it has crashed. Me and my other self don’t
get along. We end up having a fight until all of a sudden the door becomes
unlocked. We go outside, there is a blinding light shining upon us that feels
kind of nice. We’re not sure where it’s coming from. It might be the lighthouse
or it could be the sun. Either way we lock arms and drift into the distance.
There is a big purring fluffy cat staring at us across the road. We wonder what
may have caught her attention. Maybe it was the flashes of pink on our
multicoloured socks or the clattering of loose change in our pockets. Stumbling
upon a nice wooden bench, we sit down and gaze across the starlit, digital
metropolis. It causes our eyes to go out of focus and all we see is a yellow
and purple blur. I open my sketchbook and reach down into my black bag to find
watercolours but I had left them elsewhere so I resort to a set of Crayola
colouring pencils in the front compartment. I start to note down my feelings…
Confusion, happiness, frustration, illumination and tranquility. Those five
words are all I have time for.
