“Hold on loosely, don’t let go.”

I’m more amazed by how easy it can be to pick that thread up and find there’s still someone on the other end. Sometimes, even after 30 years. We’re all connected, all the time. I hold the thread for a lot of others but if they don’t pick it up, they’ll never know I’m still on the other end.

father, motorcyclist, old retired guy who’s just a little lost on a blue marble corkscrewing its way to oblivion