It’s pretty amazing that we’re all here together.
I’m with the people in my neighborhood who walk down the street in the morning singing to themselves (and also, consequently, to me).
I’m with the people I met in Toulouse and Fès and Pennsylvania who are just seriously all over the place.
I’m with the ones I can run to and drive to and look in the face, and the ones who are gone, and the ones I have yet to meet.
How incredible it is to be together, to be connected, to know and to have known. Once we are together, we can always return to our moments of connection. This is such a comfort, such a precious thing to keep.