So the other day Addy and I were walking the dog, and I noticed that the sky was filled with large white fuzzy things. And when I say filled, I mean filled – I could spot the foreign-looking particles as far as my eyes could see. They were drifting lazily through the air in a way that was so nonthreatening that it became threatening. They were like cute little cotton balls that you wanted to rub all over your face, but they also gave you an ominous feeling like you might die soon.
And this is embarrassing to admit, but my first thought was, I am in the Upside Down. I remember looking around quickly, trying to find other signs to back up this theory. I couldn’t tell you what I was expecting to find – maybe dark sticky vines growing on everything around me, or Will Byers frantically running around. But I do remember feeling very panicked.
So then I asked Addy what he thought the large fuzzy things in the air were, and he said, very matter-of-factly, “pollen.” He could tell by looking at my face that this was not the answer I was expecting, so he asked, “wait, what did you think they were?” and I very quietly whispered “the Upside Down” while trying not to make eye contact with him. Then he just stood still and gave me that deep stare that means he’s rethinking all of his life choices.
And then I sneezed.
Memoirable Moments 