morning coffee // What Happened on 10.9

Sartre writes that hell is other people. Obviously, he had never been here. 

I worked through the night last night to force the clocks to keep running.

To be honest, it was pretty boring. I sat, sipped my coffee, checked email, and surfed the web. I didn’t work on any tickets. I didn’t have any. In fact, it’s been months (years, technically) since I’ve actually done any work.

I should maybe look into this.

At 8AM, I walked through the door. I sat at my desk, clocked in, and sipped my morning coffee. Except it wasn’t quite me. I was still sitting at E—‘s desk, sipping yesterday’s coffee, forcing the clocks to run. This “me” was new–the sixth me to arrive since the time loop started.

Then it hit me.

Everything, from the sudden appearance of multiple “me”s to the forboding notebook entry on September 25th, suddenly fell into place. The ever-expanding number of “me”s has forced time to cloister in on itself; I’ve created an ever-shrinking time loop.

In other words, every time I wait overnight, I create another me. That other me performs an infinite number of actions to break the cycle, among them, waiting overnight–thus creating a loop. Every time that loop repeats itself, it exponentially compounds the number of potential anomalies. At the moment, there are six of me. There’s no telling how many of me there will be tomorrow. And there’s no telling how many there will be after that.

But that doesn’t quite explain everything. For starters, the notebook started warning me not to trust anyone starting on September 25th. And the multiple “me”s started showing up on October 3rd. Is it possible that the ripples of my actions on October 9th have somehow poisoned the surrounding dates? Or am I missing something? There must be a catalyst somewhere–some powerful force that set all of this into motion.

Wait.

No.

It can’t be.

It must be.

It has to be.

The door. 


October 9th is almost over. Stay tuned to find out what happens next. 

“Morning coffee” is a serial fiction series, served fresh daily. So far, we’ve covered rubberneckers, co-workers, cubicle stains, office plants, desk trophies, conspiracies, secret organizations, pocket dimensions, black holes, and impending, inevitable doom. And that’s just the beginning.

Where should we go next? Let me know in the comment section below.

Stay weird,

Jake

 

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