“Though there was an episode, too unbeveled to have been a dream, in which one wee-houred morning, late last year, Bonnie and I both half-awoke. In sync. In this bed. Half-awoke, sat up, and looked at each other’s thick outlines in the green glow of the alarm’s digital spears; we looked at each other, first with recognition, then a synchronized shock: looked shocked at these each others and shouted, in unison, ‘WHAT?’ and fell on our pillows and back to a puffy sleep. Compared notes at breakfast and both came away shaken.”

—David Foster Wallace, ‘Say Never’, Girl With Curious Hair, 1989.