And Tulsa could see all of that. She glanced over at the two guys, now charging their phones. The storm and the blackout just happened. All of that happened, and it would over and over in her mind.
Tulsa could see people's futures. More generally though she could read their minds. Though it wasn't like a concise choice, more like when you look through someones window at night, you see whatever's there.
So she saw all of Keith's life, although she could look away, she didn't have to go to the end, that took time. Most of her day was just full of watching other people's lives. Like how other people watch people at cafes, she can just see their whole lives.
She hated it, sitting at the library now, she wanted to tell a guy, that reading "The Subtle art of not giving a fuck" isn't going to change their life, no self help book can do that. She didn't understand why people read books like that. I guess they couldn't see the whole thing like she could.
Right now during the storm she was angry, she'd rather be at home alone, where it was quiet. Here its too loud, too much information, all these lives tangled on top of each other, and no one else could see it. It made her want to scream.
Tulsa could see people's futures. More generally though she could read their minds. Though it wasn't like a concise choice, more like when you look through someones window at night, you see whatever's there.
So she saw all of Keith's life, although she could look away, she didn't have to go to the end, that took time. Most of her day was just full of watching other people's lives. Like how other people watch people at cafes, she can just see their whole lives.
She hated it, sitting at the library now, she wanted to tell a guy, that reading "The Subtle art of not giving a fuck" isn't going to change their life, no self help book can do that. She didn't understand why people read books like that. I guess they couldn't see the whole thing like she could.
Right now during the storm she was angry, she'd rather be at home alone, where it was quiet. Here its too loud, too much information, all these lives tangled on top of each other, and no one else could see it. It made her want to scream.
