Lately Nancy and I have been talking about this mysterious positive energy that seems to be floating near us.  It feels fragile and precious and somewhat difficult to describe, except that tonight sort of summed it up for me.  Last minute and kind of out of nowhere I had an itch to cook dinner for my friends–something warm and cozy and carby.  Lan, Nancy, and Sam were kind enough to scratch this itch and we all ate udon, broccoli and vegan meatball, and yuzu salad together, crammed into my tiny kitchen with soup bowls in our laps.  It felt impromptu and unusually easy.  While we were eating I marveled at how amazing it was that I met Nancy during a certain part of my life, Lan in another, and Sam in another and we were all sitting together, eating, talking.  It’s strange and wonderful that we’ve converged in this way.  I feel grateful for this.

Afterwards we went to Scoops and Nancy bought me ice cream. Also grateful for this.