Nothing but nothing - oh - made sense anymore. Not the leaves or the rainbows or the sidewalks that curved out and ran out alongside her. She ran back to the beginning only to be caught up in the curve of restless running taking place all around her. Someone smiled. But the clouds covered everything making sorry shapes from all the borrowed air. But out of all of that he caught her hand, then her heart and finally her words that meant everything when he listened, like speaking under water. We’ll breathe together he said. Softly (at first) and later we’ll take great mouthfuls of the stuff. When it’s calm again…he said, we’ll be flying like eagles.