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He spotted me as I was rounding the corner, and the scene that followed was one of inexpressible loveliness, right out of the movie I’d played to myself before actually having a child, with him popping out of his babysitter’s arms and barreling down the street to greet me. I was guided by nerves, trawling the cabinets for alcohol. My emotional life looks a lot like this these days. From the perspective of the individual, however, it’s more of a mystery than one might think.