Have you ever had one of those magical moments of connection – a flash of familiarity that slips through your fingers like quicksand? And then lingers under your skin for the rest of the day?
Tonight I walked in the rain and passed two small boys sleeping on the ground under the awning of a convenience store, wrapped around each other’s tiny bodies, covered in cardboard boxes. Oh, my heart.
If I had a bitcoin for every time I’ve been sitting next to a guy in a public cafe, who is loudly hyping his new cryptocurrency brand, trying to get people on board – I would be rich.