The inbetween is the ideological scaffolding; it is the space between the present and the future; it is where hope, fear and all anticipatory emotions dwell. Considering this, another method of looking at time complicates the inbetween point as a reference. Linear time allows for only one inbetween point, no room for deviation or imagination; time doesn’t, however, exist linearly, it constantly folds back over itself. Now where is/are the inbetween(s), bitches?
