This is a surreal living situation. Staying in this guest bedroom, it feels like my one-room dorm has a back closet which is several times larger than my dorm itself. Hearing their everyday candor is an endless movie piped in through the walls--you can't not hear. morning routines, especially, it amazed me how little dialogue there is. This dirge. Moments not for the books, but for the ether, myself half asleep, wading in what would become the space between their memories.