All he wanted was directions. “Turn toward the … oh dang it what is it?” I couldn’t get them out. “Go toward the...hhhmmm…north…walk over there. And then slide…slide? to the right and you’ll see the street. What street is it?” He was edging away from me now. “No wait, I’m sorry I know it. Ssss… san…Sanders! Sanders Street. Yes! Take Sanders Street. It should be about 20…time units…” oh god. All day my brain had been this way. I couldn’t get any words out, and I knew exactly where he needed to go.

“I’ll figure it out, thanks I guess.” He walked away. The wrong way.