Conditional Reality

The seatbelts left bruises on our chests that we noticed after the crash. The paramedics told us this was perfectly normal. The pain wasn’t awful, but it lasted for weeks. Suddenly being in a car felt too dangerous for sane people. We had a wild impulse to wear football equipment the next time we drove. The bruises were a constant reminder of the mishap. Clouds, patches of dead grass, and the patterns behind our closed eyelids were constant reminders of the bruises. We consulted a maker of umbrellas for advice. She said rain falls on everyone. And it’s just water.

Labels: Metaphysics