How lucky we are to be alive right now

But last night, I did not stop to question; upon the blast, I was beckoned as if by Gabriel himself from behind porch screens and dim lamplight to bath in a shower of dazzling blue and white sound raining down above the water of Lake Michigan



I often feel like if I ever need to explain life to someone, perhaps if I’m ever to encounter a dead person with amnesia, I will tell them that it is like constantly sprinting head first at a thick brick wall.