He wakes up. One suspect is dead and one is still on the lose. This happened overnight when he was asleep and dreaming about nothing that he can remember. The Doctor will reveal his name at the end of Season 7. Maybe his name is Geoff. Maybe this is a metaphor. He does not know because he has not watched Dr. Who for a long time. He is listening to Dragnet. Dragnet the great lie – the show in which all criminals get caught and punished and all policemen do the right thing. Familiar, nurturing, totalitarian. He looks at the cube people picture of The last supper that he sketched last night and is reasonably happy with the results. He shaves. He showers. He has a coffee. He drives. His eyes hurt so much from tears and allergies. News melts into speculation all day. He thinks that even porn is more honest at this stage. At least it is not pretending to be something that it is not. He works hard and he feels sad and then he eats some food and then he reads some science fiction and then he draws some pictures and then he has something thoughts and then he feels sad about being ignored and then he stops feeling sad and then he goes to sleep.
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