Pixelated neurons organizing chaos from entropy. He sank deeper into the void. Feeling the cold like a warm blanket. He looked down upon the great red spot of Jupiter. Overwhelmed by its mass. Further he went. Passed the rings of Saturn. Passed the blues of Uranus and Neptune. Passed the bruised complexion of Pluto. Into the Oort cloud and beyond.
He could hear his name been called but couldn’t place it. He heard it again and again until it eventually brought him back into the room, touching down into his familiar armchair.
‘Did you hear me? She said, ‘I’m leaving you.’
He looked through that alien face and beyond.
‘I’ve already left’. he thought.