The roads converged somewhere near the horizon. That puts things in perspective, she said sincerely. And he realized it would be a long trip.

He went to the beach. He was embarrassed by the shapelessness of his being. It was with mixed emotions that he greeted the oncoming tsunami.

He takes one step and remembers his family. The smell of his mother’s cookies. He takes two, and sighs. He takes a third, and feels gravity.