[This whole explore the station and get bombarded by memories--they were memories, he was pretty sure by now--was beginning to get old. He tried to avoid people for two reasons: he didn't want to watch other people's embarrassing lives, and he didn't want anyone seeing any of his whether awesome or not. There was just too much chaotic chance for something to slip past that wasn't acceptable for others to know.
And yet he couldn't stop running into these things. Well. That was life, wasn't it.]
A.
And yet he couldn't stop running into these things. Well. That was life, wasn't it.]