You stop in a pizza shop to buy water, and the only other customer is a boy about your age doing the same thing for the same reason. You make blue-to-green eye contact as you leave. The studio is kind of far from your apartment, but you like the separation of church and state. It’s a Greek neighborhood and you have to walk by a big sign with a name very close to someone else’s, both from one of the first verbs you learned the year you studied Ancient Greek. Something something nominative determinism. Your time slot isn’t for half an hour, you get coffee with L and H and drink it standing under the awning. ”Outside the natural world was enjoying a moment of total strength.” The rain rushes against your back like the tide. You’re wearing a blue USA tank from the Target little boys’ section and jean shorts. Practice is good and you do a fun dual vocals thing with H. Yours needs work but you located where you should start getting intense. You need to figure out what lyrics to change. Some would say not to change any. You rip out a blank page from your passport for H to write down a song structure in liquid eyeliner on the porch.