megan talks all evening about how exhausted she is, then at 8:44 comes downstairs, pulls on her new marching band t-shirt, and says quietly, almost darkly—guiltily?— “I’m going for a walk. Give me like an hour.” Pause. “Is that OK?” Pretty sure she’s meeting somebody. Could be wrong. OK, self + world in balance, What the fuck do I do next? (2016)\_