(4th of July, 2025) I’m on my phone in the back of the van with my family. We're all heading to visit my other set of grandparents in Maryland for the fourth of July. On the highway, I look out the window through the windows of other vehicles. Two nose-pierced teen girls, one with an afro, one with a wolf cut. An older-twenties looking woman with a Buddha bobblehead on the dash. A middle-aged or elderly hispanic husband and wife with bellies that run the negative space around them. I wonder where they're going, what they're talking about. I daydream about being in there with them. Anywhere but here. I’ve got Breakthespell by mk.gee in my headphones. There's crust, crumbs, and a peppermint wrapper in the cupholder beside me, all been there for months. We drive over a river I don't know the name of. The sky is a blanket of cotton.