Seeking bliss?

The radiator ticked its familiar uneven rhythm, tapping softly at the pipes like somebody rehearsing a timid knock. Mira’s apartment smelled faintly of yeast, coffee, and old paper; every flat surface had a script or a notebook on it, the pages splayed open like mouths mid-syllable. Four of

Who is the quintessential 21st-century protagonist? A dashing, sword-wielding hero? An idealist politician? I would submit that it’s not someone so grand, not a leader of society, but someone on its periphery. A minor character from a Star Wars prequel who inexplicably got his own TV series.

I. In the event that this finds you well— and I kind of hope it doesn’t, not because I wish you unwell, but because I’d rather think you’re still out there, a little restless, trying to remember where you left your keys and what it was you