I am having trouble keeping up with facts on the ground.
This is the danger of road trips.
Particularly of road trips with your ex and your ex’s significant other.
This is proving to be both a terrible thing and also not a bad thing, all at the same time. And thus, this is also proving to be exceedingly confusing and confused.
The saying goes that when the student is ready, the master will appear. I suspect this adage to apply not only to actual human beings but to situational realities and ontological territory more generally.
Life, that inscrutable thing, is tying me in so many interesting knots.
The disentangling, to be completed later, promises also to be a performance of some interest, should it even prove to be possible.