“Sometimes when I was on the back of Tommy’s bike, he’d stop, practically in the middle of the road, and watch these flocks of birds dip and turn through the air currents. They looked like smoke to me. I don’t know what they looked like to Tommy. I mean, we never said stuff like, “Oh, that’s beautiful.” Or “Oh, that looks like smoke.” Looking at the birds together in the same moment was the conversation. I mean, if you’re with a guy who is thinking that each person, each thing contains waves of possibilities and those possibilities might exist in alternate dimensions, then you can kind of see how being together seeing the same thing at the same time is a pretty big deal. That’s how Tommy thinks.”

-Rachel