I’m not so much spiritual as I am mystified. There may not be an unmoved mover or a watchmaker or an omnipresent force, but goddammit I want to believe in something other than myself.
‘I’ve been lots of places. I’ve seen lots of things, but I’ve never seen broken bones like yours. Who messed you up like that?’
‘The girl with the squid and the whale. It’s funny because she didn’t have a middle name, just a lot of blood and teeth.’
Imagine never having ran. I mean, really stretched your legs, engaging the fast twitch fibrous tissue, and opened up. It doesn’t matter if it was out of fear or for sport, you ran and it was epic.