Everywhere – I have moved to a new place, which is to say I’m living in the middle of nowhere. Before I was residing within distance of a large city, part of a conurbation making up a metropolis that is part of a growing megalopolis, which is to say I was living in the middle of nowhere. My entire life has been spent in the middle of nowhere, same for my parent and their parents, and all of humans. In fact all life on Earth has been spent in the middle of nowhere. Our solar system, even with a seemingly massive stellar star such as sol, is in the middle of nowhere and has been for the entirety of its existence. The Milky Way, which we reside in as less than a speck of dust, is in the middle of nowhere. The Great Sloan Wall, of unimaginable might and mass and matter, is in the middle of nowhere. The universe, potentially surrounded by an infinite number of multiverses, is in the middle of nowhere. The infinite number of multiverses, should they even exist, in their endlessness and unending variations are finally and perhaps ultimately the greatest collection of objects that can ever be grouped and of course is also in the middle of nowhere. That nowhere of course being nothing that bookends both all matter and time, an expanse that doesn’t exist and yet engulfs all that there is and ever could be. So I’m nowhere and know that whoever you are and wherever you are, you are also nowhere. We are all nowhere and I suppose we just have to live with that truism. That is little comfort to Brump and maybe for you and perhaps to most, but then again comfort is nowhere to be found – Zachary