Inventory

Omigod the shame and horror – I’ve only just realized.

You’re not going to believe this but all my blankets are binary. Every single one.

And now I think of it so are the chairs. So are the walls. So is the toaster.

I’m in it up to my eyeballs, aren’t I. Complicity. I might as well just turn myself in at the nearest police station.

16 Responses to “Inventory”