01. More like an amalgam of her life's moments up to that point. How right now she could be forty and typing up a report but she's also five and running around in her front yard or seventeen and drunk at the house of a friend of a friend or thirty-three and a widow. How the life in our bodies is there because of the millions of things that died before us and moments that aren't over yet because they're not understood. Etc.

02. Keep an eye out.

Thanks. It was driving me crazy. You've read it somewhere, maybe?