You know, today my eyes were wandering, and they passed this one girl. And I just looked at this girl for a few seconds, and all of a sudden—it must have been her head tilted a certain way, or something—all of a sudden I got this perfect image of how she would look when she is older. And it freaked me out. Her she is, a eighteen year old girl, and I’m getting this perfect view of her as a forty year old. I even shuddered.

It could have been a burst of humanity in me. A burst of the circle of human life. A burst of understanding.

Or it could have been me being weird.

I’m weird.