There is a place that shouldn't exist.
But does.
And there are creatures that shouldn't exist.
But do.
Welcome to a Land where all of your dreams and nightmares are very real - and often deadly.WELCOME TO EVERWORLD.
-April
"Get married,have kids. Buy a nice car. Buy a house. Water the lawn. Shop with your wife. Watch TV. You ever think abou that? Going to work every day, kissing someone's butt, someone's, it dousn'e matter whose. Some boss you have to tell, 'Yes, sir, brilliant idea, sir!'"
"Maybe I'm the boss," he said with a small smile.
"Maybe you are. So it's someone else kissing your butt. Is that better? I mean, high school is four years and it feels like forever. You work for thirty, forty yeras. Forty freaking years getting in the car, driving through traffic, dealing with b.s., driving home, and taking the kids to buy sneakers?"
I realise April had come over. How long she'd been listening, I didn't know.
"And you don't want all that?" she asked me.
"Maybe. Someday." I said. "I don't even know if i'll go to college, but my mom's looking for an MBA for me, and I go along, mostly. Why? Because i care about business? No,because everyone's on me about my future. Gotta get the grades so you can get a good college so you can get a good busines school so you can shuffle papers and tap on a keyboard and thats it, man, that's you're till you get old and wonder what the hell you did with your life. That's not life."
-David talking with Jalil and April
"None of it mattered. Has it ever mattered? If it ever had, it didn't anymore. I was far away from it. Real seemed unreal. Familier was strange. I'd gone to sleep in living color and woken to black and white and all the shades of gray."
-David
"I'd lived sixteen years' worth of shiny malls and dark school hallways and narrow homes and TV blaring and smile face e-mail and don't do drugs, don't do sex, don't smoke, don't eat junk food, don't don't don't because your boring boring life, your robot march from kindergarten to grammar school to junior high to high school to college to work to the condo in Florida to the grave where you'll slowly decay for all eternity, should be nothing but leafy green vegetables and happy thoughts and G-rated lyrics about puppy love."
-David
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