I’m having more and more deep conversations with friends now that I am back in London, another one every day. I don’t pray very much these days, but one night I repeat “Thank you for my friends” in my head over and over, like a chant. It’s the most magic I’ve felt since I’ve been back at school. I have a lot of feelings, and they only become coherent and slightly more understandable when I put them into words. When I say them out loud, they become audible vibrations of my thoughts, and they have a repercussion in someone else hearing them and responding. I am not sure I know who I am or what I want right now, except in conversation with the people I am growing to love. ♦