Nanai by Midjourney
I love seeing Nana. I’m grateful her estate paid for top notch personality encoding.
I never have to wait long. The mausoleum prioritizes family in the queue, and most of her visitors are aspiring authors who can only afford 20 minutes of advice.
It’s my turn, and butterflies are churning in my stomach.
“Dolly! I’m so glad you’re here! I was afraid something had happened to you!”
She knows.
I’ve shut down my online feeds. I love her, but I just can’t stand the thought of them being constructs one day.
“Hi Nana, I’ve brought snapshots of the kids.”
About the Creator
JD Bickle
Half the time I'm stuck in my head, the other half I'm just being entertained by the world around me. If you look up, I'm the one who isn't glued to my phone.
Comments (1)
Captivating.