A graduation of age yesterday. An advancement. A birthday. As I waited for my friend to return from placing our lunch order, and I looked out over the water, I had such a sense of peace and oneness with this world, a feeling I don’t remember having before. I felt I was all part of this; I was in it and it was in me. Completely enveloped. Maybe it was because it has been so long that I have been in a pandemic cocoon, shut away from the world, that this surged into my soul that has been so parched. And now the butterfly pushes out, transformed. Or maybe, I thought, this is how 74 feels.