>>>[I am fed up with it. Time appears meaningless. Yet, there is only so little of it left. Without the chips, I wouldn’t even know how much. Or whether any time passed at all. The days and nights flow into one another and could as well be a single day and a single night as a million years.
- Tiburon Commander, Light It Up
But I do have the chips. Three left now. Which means three days and three nights. I cannot imagine any longer what could happen afterwards. Can there even be something else than tending the camp, looking up into the sky, watching the desert? Did she ever do anything besides sitting in her sweat lodge, eating, sleeping?]< << -Fed Up With It