I can’t stand this word. So prim. So proper in its singular functionality. This was not a word that had anything to do with us. Okay – it did in a bland everyday sense, but its commitment to itself was not exactly compatible with us.

And yes powerful. To be of something means more than just a part. It means to reproduce the whole in yourself – be so integral that the whole is not complete without you. There was plenty from us and about us – I’ll get to that next – but of. The ring and hook. We saw it from the beginning.