So what if we walked a little further than we had to? So what if the socks on our feet were melding to our skin? The sun was out, that's not something we get to enjoy every midnight.

We're living expenses. We're dreaming too slowly. We're forgetting what our differences are.

I've seen this dance, heard you sing that song before. I've installed speakers into your bookshelves when you complained about the silence that stories imply. I've watched chocolate drip from ceiling fans when your experiments lost structure and the clicking in your head fell out of beat.

I remember things the rest of us never will. Because none of it ever happened. And it never will. So what?