Suicide by Robot - Extract

The crash at Dead River.

Cogito

Isaac would be royally pissed. Tango Foxtrot Bananas. He’s dead, I’m not… probably. At least Rob would understand. He probably has a rueful smile.

I needed to die. There, may as well get right to the point. It had been a full life so far and of course I would have liked to have much more of it. But that wasn’t apparently an option. The Universe has a perverse sense of humour. It presents a decision point, then makes that decision pointless. When faced with an apparently inevitable path, I decided to jump off that path. Well, I got that part right. Too bad I didn’t understand that I wasn’t seeing all the possibilities. How could I? How could anyone? So back to my problem - how to terminate my life under my terms.

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