“Sitting on the sand, I allowed myself a quiet chuckle over how ridiculously unlikely my life had become. Or maybe it had always been unlikely. Maybe that’s the truly ridiculous thing, the way we don’t even blink at the sheer improbability of our lives here on this rock spinning through space. The way we exist out of nothing, the way the whole universe exists out of nothing, and here we are, the impossible something that made existence out of the void. Impossible life. A fluke to be cherished. The Goat Incident I was sitting quite close to one of the restaurants, and pretty soon I was distracted by the various conversations of the diners, a babbling brook of different languages foaming into each other.”