Charlie Melton

By Charlie Melton

I don’t know if modern technology can read our minds. I don’t know if new algorithms are so precise they can predict every thought, and action. Maybe we’re not real, and are just programs in some sort of self-aware computer system. Maybe demonic forces are afoot.
I was coming in from the shop. The patio blocks I installed on the cracked sidewalk clicked as I stepped on them. I silently thought that I should find some rock dust to sprinkle under the blocks so they’d be quieter. I got a cup of coffee, and plopped down on the couch. Being true to my addiction, I slid my phone into life and opened Facebook. The first entry on my feed was a reel on how to use rock dust. How is this even possible?