Status Updates From Concrete Island

I’m supposed to feel for a man that had a taxi slow enough not to hit him, and then wave on a driver that was slowing to get him?

His exile to the concrete island is pretty self imposed, and I’ve no pity.

Even should it come to pass this is a Jacob’s Ladder situation I fear I will still feel as though my time has been wasted. He could have saved himself, but after only a couple hours was out of it? Sure, Jan.

mr j g ballard has a real thing for wives named catherine and mistresses named dr helen