i take the shoes she offers me and then weave through the crowd towards a bench at the back near the cubbies , practically skipping . each drop felt like a gong going off in my brain it was so loud , or maybe that was because everything else was so silent . there was no one to save here . he did n't know what to think about her , or about himself . do n't worry if she sees pink elephants when she wakes up . what do you mean by share ? 