Conversation

Yesterday for reasons I was driving on a highway for an hour with no company or car sound possible, nothing but thought.

Which turned out to be “this moment”, over and over. Late afternoon light, a time that passed, and me, a bundle of cells capable of thought, thinking “this moment”.

Today my daughter asked what the value is in living and I realised it’s just this: we have all met each other in this moment. Bundles of cells, capable of communication. Extraordinary.