A book-blurb written using auto-suggest

The Quantum Contact

Deep in the next couple of months, the way home from the airport to the hotel gets surprisingly difficult. This is what you and I hoped didn’t happen.

Farther away from my desk at work, the same thing happens when I try to log in.

What does it mean? We should be able to make a little money. Even if I don't get a chance to.

Ultimately, we're going to be done with you. Or something else. The universe has been going on for a while. Your life is so funny that the world is ending.