Watching a marathon. Walk along the last part of the course, waiting for the women to come past. They do, but no one notices so they have to do it again. I walk over and the security guy shows me the invite list and I’m on it. Go over to the building to get changed. Talk to the First Lady-they’re clearing out for the event. We talk about vacuuming and having races. I go outside to find my clothes.
My exciting life, this place