We pass so many people on the street or on the road every day and we don’t even get to know their hopes and dreams and their desires what they wanted for breakfast who their childhood crush was how they felt when their mom got sick it’s actually pretty crazy that I don’t even know their name or their life story

creating and destroying; flying cars, jet engines, roc.camera, july.rocks /july /faust

Moreover: “In each of my friends there is something that only some other friend can fully bring out.” (Lewis)

The dynamic of not only knowing about them but knowing them in a way that only others can. It is humbling to know that I cannot know my kids in the same way my wife knows them. I watch the way she draws them out with a joyful jealousy. What a massive, glorious gift.