The Executive (Part 2)

Metanoia - Chapter 4 - Life Path 8

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Character Chart: A Map to the Nine Lives

I don’t know why our minds take us to irrelevant places. I began with my daily intentions as I did since Medical consignment. It was the only way to stay focused and avoid neglecting agendas for the sake of life-saving data. But somehow this autopilot behavior was overridden by a reflection on the Production Sector back when I had to make the difficult decision to go against the grain of family customs.

   I walked into the railway compartment, its doors closing rapidly encasing all of us in a stale aerodynamic tube. I watched the blur of city lights amidst the darkness of predawn haste. If one paid attention, they could feel how this everyday setting paralleled us diving impossibly fast into an undetermined future.

I thought about my brother and suddenly had an all-consuming urge to see him. The nature of our relationship made it so that time never passed between us. Once brought together, nothing had changed and we picked up where we parted. I began to doubt the benefit in this, as it made it so that neither of us experienced pressure to keep in touch. Maintaining relationships outside of one’s sector was especially difficult since the declination of our empire. It seemed as though we were now a fragmented people that only knew how to handle crisis by bunkering down within one’s caste and serving a unilateral purpose.