a human. for now.
My day started off with a bloody nose. No napkins in the glovebox. No gloves either. Never any gloves. Blood drips on my shirt. A guy in a BMW cuts me off. He’s in some sort of hurry. Probably has a bloody nose. The rain accumulates on my windshield, but I leave it there. I watch the rain drops. Each one an alien invading my windshield. Everything beyond them is blurry. I observe them closely on my mobile battlefield. Blood drips on my shirt.
“Hold the damn curtain up,” the one sailor said to the other.
“What do you think I’m trying to do?”
The curtain continued to slip out of his hand where only two fingers remained.
“Just keep it in front of me until I say the magic words.”
“It’s not going to work.”
“It will work if you just keep the curtain up.”
“I don’t have all day for this.”
“You literally only have all day every day for this.”
“It seems like a waste of time.”
“Making myself disappear is not a waste of time. Now hold the damn curtain.”