When it works, it works really well. Maybe it was the sunlight this afternoon, maybe it was the relaxed surroundings, maybe it was just simply sitting together and watching the world go by, maybe it was because (just for once) there weren’t any crises obviously staring us in the face — but suddenly we related. We were unforced and natural and, crucially, we were also similar. The bad feelings I often harbour about them dissipated, and I was able to remember that they are where I’m from and they’re part of who I am. I couldn’t help wondering if this was how other ‘normal’ people feel. I couldn’t help wondering why it wasn’t always like this.
I ended the afternoon with a warm, contented feeling. I’m going to stop writing now, before I put a curse on this feeling and cause it to disappear.