<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Latex-Sub on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/latex-sub/</link><description>Recent content in Latex-Sub on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/latex-sub/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Fantasy that went too far</title><link>/stories/2008/01/09/a-fantasy-that-went-too-far/</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/01/09/a-fantasy-that-went-too-far/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I had always had a fantasy of being thrown away into a waste disposal site and buried alive in a landfill. The urge grew stronger as my years wore on, and then I found the perfect mechanism to make it happen. Of course it was still just going to be a fantasy, but I could at least make it seem more real, and partly play it out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On my walk to work each day, I cut through the back of a shopping mall - the delivery &amp;amp; services area. I noticed that at one end there was a skip that would fill up with flat-packed cardboard. I noted that this was always empty on a Monday morning, and about half full on a Friday evening. This gave me my plan&amp;hellip; I would climb in on Friday night when all the stores were closed and spend the night in there fantasising that a truck would take me away. I didn&amp;rsquo;t realise at the time it would come true though. After weeks of plotting I decided to go ahead and see what it would be like to sleep the night in there, being careful that I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t actually get trashed for real, just a fantasy, as I&amp;rsquo;d climb out again early Saturday morning before the shops opened.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>