Enough time to think through the different meanings of each moment. Enough time to wonder whether there is a difference between being alon e and being with someone. It is poignant and sad and terrible, but it is also beautiful, in a way. It's frightening to feel like a novel, and some people have to know they are more than an empty vessel moving across the lives of others. They push against the sky, and against each other.
People are eager to tell.