• A policeman take a break from his job directing traffic to send what must have been a very important text message.
• Waking up after napping on the train to look out my window and see the harbor and the light brilliantly bright off the water, the sun already sinking. It was somewhere around Old Saybrook.
• The reflection of the Woody on the fountain and knowing the water would never be stiller than the long ripples of tonight.
• Listening to The Fear You Won't Fall and connecting to it in a different way: Part of the beauty of falling in love with you is the fear you won't fall.
• Loving the sweet taste of my teeth after smoking cloves but hating the unexpected tobacco smell of my hands.

TBC...