It is saying these things that keeps us from falling apart. And maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them. The light rushes out and floods in.

“One swing set, well worn but structurally sound, seeks new home. Make memories …”

“I thought: We are not close enough. I though: He will not hear it. I thought:…”

“Gus: "It tastes like..."Me: "Food."Gus: "Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, e…”

“People always get used to beauty though.”