we were now past the point of ever being able to have an in-depth conversation. True it had been that for some weeks now, but thoughts take time to catch up. Which was just as well. I could only handle so many thoughts at a time. At times, many times, I’d like to turn off my mind altogether. I focused on the mental images I played through my mind, reminding myself who he was, the images that kept me human. Midnight picnics would keep us human.
