The real question of course
What happens when we’re on the other side
When all the chaos retreats
And the restraints are lifted
And we have a new world to explore
And figure out
Like three hard traveling survivors of an old universe
Somewhat remembered, but not really (depending on who you talk to)
The first survivor, eager to document and meticulously notate what has changed, no matter how small
The second, inconsolable/bitter that the changes even happened, obsessed over what was lost
And the last one
Just hoping
For peace and a place to sit down
Without having to worry about
Fading away to find the next Crisis
How do we navigate this brave strange new world?
Where familiar things remain familiar but are
Just
A little
Off?
