“And then we forget the very idea of silence. The crash. We only hear the crash. It’s very loud for a very long time. What is time anymore? The water—the water! It hits the shore in waves. Maybe ten feet tall. We’re still safe three blocks inland; we may see the water dribble up the streets to our feet. For some people, that’s the breaking point. How can we live in a world where this happens, if it’s not due to the wrath of God or the collapse of reality?
