The Conversation (Continued)
“…don’t understand,” William muttered to himself.
The clerk pushed the oversized glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“It is a lot to take in,” the old man admitted. “Let me think of a way to put it
that would help you understand.”
William exhaled while watching the clerk gaze across the room. The clerk picked the
pen back up and started tapping it on the desk.
“The frozen lake may be too much of a metaphor for you,” the clerk told him while
continuing to tap the pen on the desk. “The ripple thing is much too elegant of an
explanation.”
The clerk turned his back to William.
“Ah, yes.” The clerk turned back to face William.
“Think of your life like a story, Mr. Further,” the clerk began. “Choosing Chortazo
means that you are choosing to complete the story.”
William felt his life would make a very uninteresting story.
“Everyone’s life is a story. Some stories interconnect. Some stories don’t.
“Think of Apoka points as the end of a chapter. If you choose Apoka, you will go
back to that point and create a new chapter.”
William tried processing the information the clerk was providing.
“And think of your life right now as a rough draft,” the clerk added. “You can
choose Apoka and a new draft will be written. Then when you die, you’ll end up back