Ali

“The future was always there; you couldn't get away from a thing like that. Nobody could. But it was a way of seeing it that terrified him, a glimpse he only got when he wasn't expecting it, like turning a corner on the right street and having the city line itself up perfectly, all the way to the river. It wasn't like the river went anywhere, George told me. It never got up and walked off or dried up when you weren't looking. It was just that most days you didn't worry about it. But then you'd see it, and you'd worry; and this future, too, was something that tempted you, that asked you to cast yourself into it and drown. And then you'd turn, George said, and when you looked back it'd be gone. You'd have escaped once more.”
― Patrick Nathan, The Future Was Color