On Sept 1 2002, my future husband and I crossed paths at a classmate's wedding. No sparks of any kind.
Back then, I owned dresses. This was before I "overdid it" with the Zen thing; before science and I gave up on each other; before I experienced cold and hunger and the possible depths of silence. Before I lost it, and found something familiar yet new.
I don't really recognize either one of us in this photo. Our eyes are different now.
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