In Tucson, Arizona, they give classes on being overtaken. You’re taught to approach it like quicksand. Not to struggle. With minimal effort, you will be absorbed into the landscape. You could be a vital part. You could make all the difference. When we are overtaken by the darkness on the edge of town, we remind each other not to struggle. I can see your shoulders twitching and I say just go with it. You sense the fear in my voice and you say We don’t have to accept any of this. It’s a choice. We are choosing. To make a vague point, I surrender completely.
