I had a roommate named Sadie* (the girl of the mountains, aka ping-pong extraordinaire)
Crafting dark fairy tales out of the air
(of blood feet glass slippers love broken eyes dreams yellow hair beans and hope and hope and hope and hope and hope and hope)
My childhood memories would never be the same.
We talk parallel universes and black holes, quantum physics and time travel, paradoxes and the nature of fire. We travel the universes in our minds while our bodies are confined to an 11 x 12 room.
Then I ask her if she is glad she didn’t die.
She asks me if I am glad I didn’t die. Continue reading “Sadie”