I thought of the miners I had watched on television years ago emerging from a cave collapse they had been trapped in, their eyes blinking at the sudden light of day, the overwhelm at the crowd and press of people, the shock of freedom after what was most likely a dark acceptance of their fate. It wasn’t the same at all, but I imagined them asking themselves the same question I was: “What happens now?” When you’ve been living so long in a weird and dark world, how do you transition back to the light?
