May 29, 2020

Till we have faces.


A few days ago, I helped an old rancher from San Angelo map a route home for himself that avoided Austin and its horrific traffic and road system. I showed him how to navigate the fractured web of RM and FM roads to get him on his way safely. He stuck out his hand, tentatively at first. I likewise. And then we shook.

It felt human and good.

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