Interludes

Over the past few days, I've had several lovely interludes with Zach, with some old friends, and with my dad. (I also wasted the better part of the nicest Saturday in months watching tremendously ponderous, self-indulgent theater, but that's an entirely separate topic, one that several of the aforementioned friends allowed me to rant about last night. Thank you, aforementioned friends!)

It was so wonderful to be able to enjoy small moments together—sharing a delicious meal, or a passage from a book, or a funny story that someone had saved up for days. I could almost feel a halo around us, like the camera had zoomed in for a close-up of these intimate, happy respites from the blur we call life.

I'm spoiled now and ready for another one.