Now

A minute passes, and the date changes. 0:00am, on August 3. Thirty years ago, “Nothing Broken but My Heart” was released in Canada. Ancra, Catherine, Louise, and I left Montreal, but not before I watched the sunrise at the Old Port. I wept, my quota for the week. In my older age, I find it easier to let myself be moved by silly things. Hurrah for that, I say.