I’ve been pondering this for quite some time and, since I’m trying to do as little hand waving as possible in my science fiction story, it is really bothering me. How exactly does someone actually connect to another person over interstellar distances when they don’t know where they are? Or even if they do?
I recently received an email from Lems Shoes asking me how I have been enjoying the shoes I purchased recently. If you aren’t familiar, please check out their site Lems Shoes and see for yourself.
Boy oh boy, where do I start!
Simply saying I love them really doesn’t give an accurate impression of what finding these shoes means to me. When John Q Public says he loves some pair of shoes, everybody can be like “well good for him, he likes them, that’s nice dear”, but for me it is different.