vs. confusion. I am confused and not at the same time when the man approaches me on the bike and says, go back to Chinatown. Which is, to be fair, only a few blocks away from Lincoln Inns Fields and still in London. I almost had to jump out of the way (and almost didnāt on principle) but he turned at the last minute.
I think my lack of confusion feels like the right reaction to have. There is no real