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There comes a time when visiting places has less to do with touring space and everything to do with touring selves.

but writing, in many ways, is my slowest story.

And I thought about how funny these tiny coincidences are, threaded through our lives, through even our most inconsequential decisions. And I thought that maybe I am not yet done with intensity, or it might not be done with me. I thought about the joy both of lush greenery, and of being held through the strange and lonely dark.

The big prize is to discover a new fractal bud. You notice a crack in the surface of knowledge, pry it open, and there's a whole world inside.