<blockquote>I thought I’d see a whole closet-shaped box be swallowed by the closet we already had. You thought the new space would be invisible.
Neither of us, at the time, had the words necessary to describe what was happening in our narrow hall that afternoon; words like spatial distortion and physical impermanence weren’t in my vocabulary yet and they certainly weren’t in yours.
All we knew was after the installers left, we could push a small beige button discreetly set within the closet’s doorframe and the dubbed “guest” or “nice” closet would disappear, replaced with one filled with our more well-used things</blockquote>
