Terror--
A nightmare invades my comfort. I feel the shreeks penetrate my skull. They are escaping, on rampage--entering the bounded box.

Human existence -- a cellphone:
Callwaiting - office hours & required meetings that drag on & have bad music. Like akward silence in elevators.
Roaming minutes are the quivalent of petroleum prices.
Now both with insurance plans.

Rush hour and road kill....
That green frisbee wasn't actually a frisbee... in the outback, we call that froggie pie.