I was thinking today ...

Claire:

... most unexpectedly, most delightfully, a warm bright 5000 smushedseat basketball arena always with a friend (you,you,you) by my side. I learned on a long journey, maybe the strongest way I’ve ever felt it, that joy can come from seventeen down, that it creates and recreates itself, manifestations that don’t end with buzzers and opportunities(the shot that was)taken(so much given). The smallest moment (could be the four-point play) leads to the next and the next and it’s new, stages phases months and years, but it’s the same. Transformation jubilation flowing from the same source.

Love it.