Small, Far Away

I’ll draw it on the back of this receipt to show you what I mean. On the left is me, and on the right is you. We’re pretty close together, right?

Right, we are, if we had hands they’d probably be tangled.

Now above my head is my mind. It’s right there, that scribble.

Right there.

Now your scribble, your mind… it’s all the way over there.

Over there?

Yes, your body might be here, but your thoughts are far away.

They are right here, inside here, right now.

But they aren’t. They really aren’t.

I don’t know what to say.

And now you know why.