fresh

"it's good the weirdness is behind us and all around us and not just us"

there was a man on the subway tonight playing air piano to the music on his headphones that matched the bach on mine. our songs finished at exactly the same time. i'll never know what he was listening to.

i mark last night with disappointment and relief and anticipation but the story is too much to write. a minute and a half is a long time, but it's all relative.