For a prompt I first asked myself what my version of Utopia was then I asked myself what dystopia would look like to me:
The cement sidewalk is cracked and dirty, millions of feet tramp down on its surface, everyone is crowded together. Everyone is in a rush heading somewhere just as bleak and grey as they sidewalk beneath your feet. No one talks, no one smiles, no one has time for human connection. Continue reading “The Corporate”
