Emoticon Writer, No. 7

This is Emoticon Writer staring through a four-dimensional, one-way mirror at an alternate version of himself who lived in New York in 1940, used a typewriter, and drank vodka and brandy until he imploded. After the encounter, Emoticon Writer scrubbed his eyes with the uncomfortable side of a sponge, and threw out all the vodka he’d been storing for a special occasion. Emoticon Writer now has a phobia that doesn’t directly relate to ice-cubes.