Sometimes what you see can be astonishing. One day, I was taking a nap in the red
chair in my office when I woke up to the sound of a car crash. I sat up and looked,
immediately, out my window. Across the street, in a parking lot, a car had just backed
into a chain-link fence. The car must have been moving fast, because it was in bad
shape: Its hood had popped up, its windshield wipers were snapping back and forth
under a perfectly clear sky and part of its bumper was sitting on the ground. The fence
was mangled, bent out in exactly the shape of the car's back end.