Tuesday, October 23, 2018

I was on a winter vacation with a group of friends. They were going to do some climbing, of a steep hill or a rock wall in the woods. One, who reminded me of my high school classmate D. C., warned that it was going to be a bit difficult. I wouldn’t join them, then, I said.

The scene outside the lodge we all were sharing was surreal. Cars full of people, like open-air limousines, came and went from weird theme bars. I took some pictures. My sister Lis handed me a phone, said it was our cousin Jen. I said hello but she did not recognize me. I said my name and still she did not recognize me. Finally she did. By way of an excuse she told me she’d been napping, and I told her I’d just woken up too.