19 Sweet Kindred Spirit

On Friday the thirteenth, I was with Max, at his school, and I drank some coffee. Having picked up too many sugars, I put this one packet in the pocket of my raincoat, and promptly forgot all about it, until I happened to pull it out the day after Jennifer found herself dreaming of pure sugar. And I felt such a glow and delight to think of why this small discovery was so nice.

Jennifer and I share a long history of synchronicity... countless connections, similarities, simultaneous happenings, common thoughts, kindred feelings. We don't look for them, or attempt to make more of them than what they are... because when they happen, they are of themselves distinct and dear enough to make us smile, and know, though we are many miles apart, we are somehow, sweetly, linked.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.