A whole stack of my notes fell out the window this afternoon onto the ground. I flung myself out after them. I’ve recovered them all but a lot of them are crumpled and muddy because of how I landed.

Back inside pressing out the creases, it’s with some surprise that I’ve found marked in mud across one of the pages the messy but quite unmistakeable shape of a punctuated word:



The word seemed as surprised to see me see it as I was to see it myself.

I don’t really know what to do now.