All of us know what this like, so like Alia, it makes me sad in a way. And yet it's so profound. What we do just isn't for everyone. The analogy of being a tourist and searching for a connecting flight is truly rich. Perfect!
If I weren't in the very same boat, I would have missed the ride.
Primer, its a good title, but after that coat, the real paint goes on, right?
I can imagine this being read under dim lights with candles everywhere... well... either that or you could just have it in the middle of the street where a lot of people will think you're crazy but you wouldn't care... not as long as you've got a few of us stopping, getting pulled out of our coffee cups, our mobile phones, our bikes, our bus tickets, our PSPs and our - would you believe? - cigarettes.
We'll be there until they have us all arrested. And we can continue it in jail.
thoughts; i dig the way "primer" works here. as in it could be a grade school text for teaching or an explosion waiting to happen. at least i can make it work both ways, don't know if any sort of double meaning was intended or not but i like it.
something else i came to appreciate rather quickly (second time through out loud) is the break between S2 and S3. first time through i thought 'hmmm... feels a bit disconnected...'
and then i thought 'hey wait a sec look at how that plays on what S3 is all about. what with the connecting flights landing and leaving again.' well done.
what i like most is the truth in there.