Dream

The Institute
on farmland in the Midwest
dedicated to literature
the central bookstore organized by the Dewey Decimal System
(why is that not a thing?);
a place so beautiful in terrain and intention that I teared up.

There were subplots.
I was, again, writing science fiction
about a starship the crew called the MAx
and other things

In the real world I walked to the store
and realized that doing so is not actually a good sign
about the way life is going

And why that is.
To live is to learn.