On the bus, there is a woman going to Hartford. She’s talking on the phone. She’s saying, ‘There’s a library right at the end of the street!” And then — “You stood up too fast and your blood pressure is high and that’s inducing the migraine.”
I don’t get migraines, in seventh grade, I used to get very stressed out about homework and college and I couldn’t go to sleep and I’d get a headache. That was always going to be part of who I am, apparently.
(When she gets off the bus in Hartford, I am stealing her seat.)