I went to the grocery store for milk, and bought limestoo. The cashier asked me if they were lemons. The drive home was uneventful, people walked their dogs,cars sat on the side of the street, some with smashed-in windows. I clocked the price of gas as I passed by the station,but realized I had no reference. I buy gas so rarely now. The person in … Continue reading How It Feels to Float No. 2 by Andrew Hudson Barter