Another Saturday night. Used to be a trigger. Now it's just... quiet. Ray would be at his meeting. I should be at mine. But I'm just...sitting here. Wondering if I'm fooling myself. Wondering if I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Feels like I should be doing something. More something. I don't even know what that means. Just…more. More than this. Maybe I'll go for a drive. Detroit in winter. Yeah. That sounds about right.