‘Undivided Eyes’ Sharing words in a moment in time with @joecohen_. A version of the self from two years ago. Right in the midst of our world shift, yet in a fresh spring. How battering it was, but how beautiful I remember the time. Each year, speaking a little differently… a little more rasp in the voice. I couldn’t have imagined that I’d feel so different now. You never do. To look back into a mirror of the past, like an old friend. Even in this short life, evolution cannot resist itself. Thank you, Joe. Transcript: Those eyes felt undivided - but maybe there was never really anyone else around I was once asked if there would be some kind of a feeling or a sign, to show that I’m having a good time. No way to actually know. This brain and this heart, faster than comprehension. “You smoke?!” she asked. “She really likes you.” “He’s so nice and so cute” It all happens so fast when it does. “I grew up here.” Every night, dreaming of New York. Every morning feeling somewhere else. Quitting and starting again, and quitting and starting again. For the redness of the sun to last so long, we must have been moving towards it pretty fast.