The lazy Armageddon

The day the internet stopped working,

I think we all thought, "huh... that's weird." It was, we were right. I rode my bike to the Starbucks that morning. Didn't drink the stuff, but I knew it would be an accurate representation of the local buzz. People were gathered inside, too many people, spilling out to the efficiency-patio. Nobody ever really sat outside, despite the weather always being perfect. The zoo-of-a parking lot was built for efficiency too, for driving through. I never understood that. Brewing it at home had to be more efficient. Everyone knew it was cheaper. But I’m not qualified to judge how cities, or people, work.