Does a thing work if it is taken out of its environment and put immediately into another one?
I have left my life behind. It wasn’t much to shout about. I decided to go on an adventure. I did get on that plane. It’s not going to be a blockbuster ending.
The plane didn’t crash. Nor did I decide to turn around once I had disembarked and return home. You know that I am Eve. She and I exist somewhere in the same reality, pulling against each other. Well, I don’t know if that’s completely true. In some ways she is a very freeing influence. If by some chance you are wondering what happened to either of us when the flight landed, then I shall tell you, in my own, roundabout way.