July 2019

Vacations

Vacations are a great time to relax and realize what kind of life you’ve been living.

Kids Are Smart

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Me: Pour concrete, smash it, pour it again. Daughter: why? Me: jobs I guess. Daughter: I have 5 friends and pink fingernails.

Passive Observers

This is video is about the way technology is changing the way we live our lives. The point is that we are living through our screens rather than living through our sense.

The Day They Arrived

the day they arrived

I awoke to a loud sound in the night; it sounded like a plane, which wasn’t too out of the ordinary. Planes are always flying over our place. I went back to sleep. A few hours later I awoke again, this time I got up and walked to the window, the rest of the world was waking up. The sky was bright orange and pink across the horizon.

Down on the street, people were walking around, and cars were driving up and down the road as usual. I did my morning routine, of getting ready for work. I checked my phone a few times to see if anything interesting was going on. Social media was full of the usual pictures of food and people having fun. I twitted into the void about the noise in the night; I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

After packing my lunch and getting dressed, I headed to the door and said ‘goodbye’ to my wife and daughter. Outside people seemed more rushed than usual. It wasn’t that anything was different, rather everyone seemed a little more stressed. I figure it was because of the heat; it was hot last night and I always have trouble sleeping on nights like that

The subway was packed, and there were the typical delays. The heat seemed to be making everyone act a little less friendly than normal. Of course, the delays weren’t helping that either. At my stop, I got off the train, left the platform, and headed up to the surface. Almost right away, I noticed that my phone wasn’t connecting to the network. Though this wasn’t a total surprise, as my phone is old and always has problems connecting to the network. Today, as I’d done so many times before, racked it up to the heat, everything seemed to be a little off on days like these.

At the office I was a little late, most people were already in their seats. Around noon a co-worker sent me a message with a link to a youtube video, it was a blurry night shot. In it, there were things that looked like planes with lots of lights on the bottom. The scary part was that the whole sky was full of them. After watching for a few seconds, I got another message, “Looks fake, but it’s all over Reddit.”

I did a little searching and discovered some ‘legit’ sites were also showing the video. That surprised me, as it looked like one of those gag videos that gets passed around every once and a while. An article on CNN said it was recorded 250 km south of Paris at around 3:56 am. The report pointed out that they had decided to publish the video despite not being able to verify it. With a little more searching, I found 30 similar videos on YouTube.

At some point in the afternoon, I turned my head and looked out the window to my left. There was something strange in the sky, it looked like a jet, but wasn’t like anything I’d seen before. I turned to my computer, then back to the window, but whatever I’d seen was gone. I walked over to the window and asked my co-worker if she had seen something, she didn’t know what I was talking about.

A few minutes later, someone else sent me another article. This time it was about daytime sightings of ‘spaceships’ over cities along the east coast. At this point, people were taking the news seriously, and chatter in the office was getting loud. People were saying things like, “What the hell is going on?” “This can’t be real,” “What are these things?”

I decided to take a walk; all the gossip had become too much for me. I needed the break to get my focus back so I could get some work done.

Outside, the air was hot, and clouds filled the sky. I looked up because there was a sound like what I’d heard in the night, but this time it was louder and more direct. From behind a cloud, something grey pocked out; it was moving slow and getting bigger. My heart started to race. As the craft move beyond the clouds, I noticed two more similar objects behind it. They were moving slower, and whatever they were scared the living daylights out of me. I thought, “What the fuck?” At the same time, it felt like my soul leaped out of my body, and I started to sweat.

This all reminded me of a dream I’d had in the past. In the dream, I look up at the sky, and it is full of massive black triangle like ‘jets.’ They were organized like a flock of geese and moving slowly across the sky.

At this point, I looked around, and there were many more people outside, they are all looking up at the sky. Some faces are filled with disbelief, while others look consumed by stress. Still, others look like they are on the brink of losing their minds.

I rushed back into the building and headed to my office. As I was walking through the hall my phone rang, answering it I heard my wife’s voice. “I’m scared… Have you looked at the sky?” after a pause, she went on, “Can you come home?” At that point, my phone lost it’s signal and wasn’t connected to the network again. I tried restarting it, but that didn’t make any difference.

Back in the office, people were freaking out. Some were glued to the window; eyes fixed on the sky. Many others had already left or were outside seeing things for themselves. I looked at my computer, and there was an email from management. It read, “In light of the situation if you don’t have anything urgent, you can leave now.” I wondered, “What could be more urgent than this?’ As I finished reading the email, my boss stepped out of his office and repeated the message.

I packed up my stuff and headed for the door. The hallway was full of people now; everyone seemed to be heading home. When I got outside, only a few people were waiting for the bus. But I could tell they were packing in closer, so I pushed through to get as close as possible. When the bus arrived, I was able to get on. It was full, and no one wanted to get off, at every stop, more people pushed on. Looking around, many peoples faces were white as if they’d seen a ghost, others were crying.

At the subway station, I headed down to the platform; it was crowded. I had to wait for a few trains to clear some people before I could get on. The subway was hot and sticky, with so many people crowded in, the AC had stopped working.

Halfway home, the train stopped moving. The conductor said there was a problem with the train ahead of us. Fifteen minutes later, we pulled in to the next station. The conductor again, said there was a severe problem with the train ahead. With this news, most people stood still, but after 10 minutes, I gave up and headed to the surface.

Outside, the streets were full of people. There was a buzz amongst them; everyone was talking about what was going on in the sky. I looked up to see the same things I’d seen when I first stepped outside. I decided that even though it was interesting, I was going to keep my eyes on what was ahead of me. That seemed like a safer option at this point.

As I walked, I noticed that a lot of people were sitting on the ground or leaning against buildings. Some were crying; others had even passed out. The whole situation was freaking me out, but I knew my only options was to get home as quickly as possible.

When I finally got to my building, the front door was open, but the lobby was empty. The elevator doors were open, but they weren’t moving, the lights above said ‘In Service.’ Heading to the stairs, I climbed to my floor. Walking down the hall, I could hear the buzz of the news emanating from every door.

At my apartment, I unlocked the door and headed in. The blinds were closed, my wife and daughter were sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room. Her laptop was open, and she was watching the news from her home country, she said, “look at this.” We watched the feed, it was like what I’d seen outside but to the extreme. “Fuck! What the hell is going on?”

We made dinner and tried to eat, but neither of us was hungry. Our daughter was ok; she ate because she had no idea what was going on. Her only hint to the situation was the stress on our faces, but we tried our best to hide it. After putting her to bed, we watched more news to see if there were any updates. We both tried calling our parents to see if everything was alright, but our calls wouldn’t go through.

That night I tried to sleep but rolled around restlessly instead.