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I feel cold. I suppose lack of food could be one reason. The other reason could be that the taxi driver has the air conditioner on.
I open the window. It's a bit cold outside, but nowhere near as cold as inside the cab. The driver looks at me menacingly through the rearview mirror, but I ignore him. He turns off the air. I leave the window open.
Jordan is sitting next to me, her head against my shoulder, sleeping lightly. She can do this better than anyone I know: sleep for maybe five or ten minutes, and feel refreshed afterwards. She can almost do it at will. Once we got on the cab, it took maybe two minutes for her head to fall slightly to the side and lean on me.
Me, I can't stop thinking.
So many ideas, so little time.
My eyes watch without looking into the blur that is the city. Lights become traces of brilliance, people walking seem almost faceless, buildings are indistinguishable from one another. They call the streets arteries sometimes, which would make this car, yellowpainted metal with people in it, some kind of red cell, flowing. Just concrete, cement, glass, plastic and flesh, all merged into one.
A strange organism.
In about five minutes, we'll be facing the police. One of the many forms of authority in the organism. White cells. What are we supposed to tell them?
Hey, we were trying to take over the company without anyone noticing but it got a bit out of hand, you know?
Doing this was a risk, sure. And taking risks is fine, but for what? A silent takeover of the company might be fun for a while, but eventually it will fade away. Like The Plan.
I look at the tape lying on my lap, silent.
I can see it clearly now: the problem is not doing something, the problem is doing something that lasts. Lasting change. Everything we do is impermanent, like us. And this is exactly what will happen here.
Unless...
Unless we go beyond ourselves and what we're doing. Unless we take what we have now and expand it, make it grow. Doing it just this one time is useless. Doing it just for the sake of it is useless.
It's not enough.
What's not enough? Jordan says, suddenly awake.
Did I say that out loud?
No, I'm reading your mind she says.
I was thinking this is not enough.
This...? Jordan says, moving with her hand, asking me to elaborate.
I mean that..., I start, but then I see them. The lights. Red, blue, white, flashing intermittently just ahead. Four patrol cars, little blue suits and little blue hats swarming around them like flies swarming around a ceiling light in the dark.
The cab stops.
We're here.
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