A man recounts two memories. In the first, he is driving down a road. He stops when he encounters a ‘sea of bunnies:’ he spots a truck leaning against a nearby mountain with rabbits spilling out of it. The bed of the truck is filled with toppled cages, most, if not all, of which have been opened. The man hits the brakes out of fear that he might squash the rabbits. The man doesn’t want to get out of the car for fear that he might trample the rabbits with his feet, so he just rolls down his window and asks what happened. A different man, the person who was driving the truck, answers by saying he has already reported the incident to highway patrol. The man waits in the car until highway patrol arrives. He stays in the car as the men outside gather up the rabbits and put them back in their cages, growing increasingly ashamed of having not left his car to help them earlier, before it was too late. In a different memory, the man is waiting for his partner inside an abortion clinic. She is there because she wants to try a new type of birth control, because remembering to take pills all the time isn’t working for her. Though it’s supposed to be a harmless, relatively quick procedure, the man grows restless as time continues to pass. He remembers the swarm of people protesting abortion right outside the clinic. He wonders what the other people in the waiting room are here for. As anxiety takes over, the man convinces himself that his partner is getting an abortion without him knowing, and that everyone else in the clinic is judging him.