We're busy if we're lucky.
For some, the everyday is a process of going on until something happens, and then back to the going on.
For others, one wrong move is all it takes.
Worries swirl around the bodies in the dark.
People bottom out watching daytime television.
Schedules are thrown up like scaffolding to handle work schedules and soccer practice or a husband quietly drinking himself to death in the living room.
We dream of getting by, getting on track, getting away from it all, getting real, having an edge, beating the system, being ourselves, checking out.
But first we take the hit, or dodge it.
Ordinary Affects, Kathleen Stewart
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