I mention how moments of ecstasy leave me wondering if I have a chemical imbalance.
She says it’s the same for her.
I mention going berserk with exclamation marks from just looking out the window.
She says, “No way! Me, too.”
I mention abstinence from alcohol and caffeine, and using supplements like fish oil and vitamin D to strengthen my brain.
She says, “Same here, plus flax.”
I mention simple, unadorned reality.
She says, “Absolutely.”
We both mention rocks, raindrops, clouds, and birds, especially birds.
She mentions how she’s always wondering.
I mention how wondering is essential.
She says she’s wondering if the time to be brilliant is now.
I say, “It certainly is.”
She says, “Here goes,” and gives me a red leather pouch with a black stone inside.
I say, “Thank you.”
She mentions the stone has been blessed by a Native elder.
I say, “No shit.”
She says, “Now we are sisters forever.”
I mention it’s a prime moment but the soundtrack is missing.
She says she agrees and then whistles. 