Andrew J. Lederer

The reason it's a slow-moving ship is that our neuroses are intensely compatible and therefore intensely incompatible. We are similarly impeded and, therefore, in a constant dance; one with plenty of motion but stuck in one spot on the dance floor.

I, using my specialty -- words -- have been trying to get her to extend her terpsichoreal reach to other parts of the floor. She, in response, has valiantly mustered small but sure actions that nudge our tapping feet a millimeter or two toward the bandstand.

I don't even know if that's the direction we want to be go in but at least it's somewhere and we should arrive on schedule in 2098.