“I’ll miss the cleanliness of the air, I say. I don’t mean just the spotless streets and the fact that everyone changes clothes every few hours, and always looks so freshly pressed and laundered. I don’t mean even the shine around things, which makes you feel as if you’re seeing every last surfance through freshly polished glass, framed by doors and screens as in a lens. I just mean that people don’t feel the need to smudge every moment with their signature. When it’s hot, they don’t say, it’s hotter than a squirrel on a barbecue! They just say, hot isn’t it! In exactly the same words and exactly the same tone, so that it might be the air itself speaking, or the day. It might be no one at all.”
Everything is deeply personal, it just has nothing to do with you.