Milk?
They don’t have milk here anymore?
They used to have it.
We used to put it in our coffee
And drink it.

It came from cows
But I guess there aren’t any more cows
Anymore
But this substitute is great
You can hardly taste it.
I mean you can hardly tell the difference.

But you wouldn’t understand what life was like
I mean, yes, it’s like this, but not quite
What can I say? I really don’t know
It was four hundred years ago.


Cake?
You’ve never heard of cake?
I can’t explain it.
It’s made of milk and eggs and frosting and chocolate
And none of these words mean anything to you.

But thank you for this coffee and this
I’m not sure what to call it.
I guess I’ve got a lot to learn
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned
It’s how to get along in new situations.

I know you don’t understand and you probably
Think I’m lying. I mean, if I listened to me I’d think I was lying
But I’m not. But you wouldn’t know.
It was four hundred years ago.

No, this isn't time travel
Because I can't go back.
And everyone I ever knew is dead
And I have to face it.

And no, this isn’t immortality
Not like you’d want it.
It’s like—stepping through a hole
Into a new place
Into a new place
And I have to face it.
This is my world now.

Science.
Yes, I suppose I’m here for science.
They said the future starts with me
And here we are in the future
Which is not exactly where I want to be.

But see, I don’t get to decide.
I guess I should be glad that I am still alive.

But I don’t understand what to do next
I don’t know how to navigate when the room isn’t a test
Every place I’ve been, everything I know
Came from four hundred years ago.

And I have to face it.
This is my world now.