The world was spinning in a dizzying mix of muted fall and neon colors reminiscint of conventional and pop culture of the eighties. I was coming down from a mild to severe crossfade and needing to distance from the crowd. Dressed in a oversized blazer and metallic shades with rounded, pink lenses I moved purposefully toward the L-shaped row of couches near around the black and silenced entertainment system. He was laying there, bent kneed and alone. I only saw a cozy nook behind his knees for me to sit. if it fit, it sits and so forth.