The street light outside my window fli fli fli fli flickers and then connects filling the room with neon maybes and accidental babies and a girl in a spacesuit waiting at the airport with a suitcase full of letters she has been writing all of her life but no one on the planet seems able to understand even though she has written every single word in finest fluent english using both of her hands fli fli fli fli the street light disconnects again like the heartbeat of a dying man who lies there forever wondering if he has done enough said enough lived all that he can 12 more days and counting until he reaches the promised land fli fli fli fli the street light reconnects once more and the girl in the spacesuit sits down in the middle of the airport and slowly begins to unpack the contents of her suitcase carefully placing each page of her life in an illogical order that would make no sense to anyone not anyone except perhaps perhaps a dying man fli fli fli fli the streetlight disconnects again and the dying man begins to cry as each moment of his life is projected onto the ceiling above him in a bleached out glow that seems to calm like snow on a war zone fli fli fli fli the streetlight reconnects and the girl in the spacesuit is beginning to worry about the order in which she has placed the pages of her life because it's not quite right it's not quite right and she needs to get it right this time because she is utterly convinced that this is her final last chance and one misplaced page could ruin everything fli fli fli fli the streetlight disconnects once more and the dying man watches his mother and father dancing then crying then shouting then the bleached out show fades into a new scene and the ceiling now fills with a girl he once met 17 years ago in an almost forgotten 4am place and as he tries to remember the month she first appeared the girl smiles at him and begins to thank him for being the best friend she ever had and explains to him as he lies calmly in war zone snow how much his kindness had helped to make her a braver person than she ever thought she could be and and and the dying man smiles back at her and wishes her only well 12 more days and counting until he reaches the promised land fli fli fli fli the streetlight reconnects and the girl in the spacesuit sits silently looking at her life illogically scattered on the ground that's it she thinks that's all I can do an ice coffee on the seat beside her and a packet of potato chips in her hand 12 more days and counting until someone finally understands.
