or there’s all of this mashed into one place and this makes you feel both incredibly visible and sickeningly invisible at once, both so inside your own body and so outside of it, or maybe it’s all nothing, it’s all a coincidence, a slip of the mind, a confluence of small signs that don’t intentionally mean to add up to anything, certainly not this. Maybe it’s all in your own head. Nothing exactly terrible happens, and you’re back on the road.
