: About Me

Evan I sit listening to the song Passenger Seat at an inconspicuous table in Panera Bread. The setting is commercial, mundane. The haunting, lilting notes of the piano separate me from this place, and I am not here. I am the lonely passenger in a shapeless car that drives in the darkness. Someone is beside me, but not close enough - never close enough. Something between us, something that's happened or will happen but is never happening now is overwhelming, compelling, irresistible, like a hypnotizing black void at which I can't resist looking but which I know will swallow me, obscure me, ...