This is Water

I drafted this a few weeks ago, but did not publish it because it felt incomplete:


“There are these two young fish swimming along, and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says, ‘Morning boys, how’s the water?’ And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes, ‘what the hell is water?’ “

One of the great and terrible things about this country, is that we can go through all our lives not seeing anything that might mean everything for someone else — or even ourselves. Continue reading →