All Fours

by Miranda July

and began walking around the block the wrong way. The wrong way is the opposite of the way you instinctually want to go. Maybe it sends a little kink down the wire and out into the universe—I’m here—or maybe it just makes you more alert, so you notice more.

Good line

She was maybe fifteen years older than me. Been there, done that, nobody’s fool. She wasn’t even ugly, just not young, a little chubby. Until recently she had been a better-looking woman than me and she knew this at a glance.