and in a minute you.

In a minute you'll look at me with a squint in your eyes. You'll turn to the side and glance at the cars. Because you'll want to be distracted. It'll take you some time to realize, but you will. I'm certain that you will. I anticipate that moment. And, if for some reason, my hypothesis fails me,... ...well, even now I struggle to place myself there. Maybe I'm stubborn. And I am. You're weird.