Transcription of Colin's original voicemail to me:

"...I I just I can't get off the darkness thing it's super weird haha it's literally everywhere, and I'm getting pissed off because...now, my poetic imagination is thinking about how it's a perfect metaphor for everything?? because ok like bear with me here: you are...alone, essentially. You...are born into a body...that you don't...really know...and that frightens you, and, you're, you know, that, it itself is frightened of you and your mind and your body don't really connect in a way. And so you're just sort of this vessel this like empty car that's just sort of going down a street, this, like, dark street, in this weird clustered neighborhood of things but it's totally dark, and, ah, you can see the stars and you can see the planes so you know that far off in the distance, there are people doing normal things and going to their jobs and like, breathing, haha you know? just doing normal day to day life things but you are still there, like you are still alone. Walking along the streets. In the dark. And it's not necessarily... dangerous, because the absence of people is just so evident there's absolutely no one out there: it's just you. You see the lights on in the houses, but there's no one in the windows. You...see the cars on the driveway, but there's no one getting things out there's this--it's almost like the town has been abandoned. I'm walking by the post office right now and ah...it's the same...it's the same thing this is freaking me the fuck out man. There's like 4 empty cars--there's no one out. It's sunday night...in this little suburb on the river...and there's no one out, I'm the only one out..............What am I doing here?"