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Someone with whom I had a brief encounter–( and I love that expression, ‘brief encounter.’  It suggests meeting in the dark of night while it may well mean just waiting on a bench, at the train station, and then departing on different trains, never seeing each other, again.),  —-

— suffice it to say, I had this brief encounter with someone who later sent me this:    “My journey away from fear has taken me around the world.  An accidental moment under a hot sun in rural…Spain cracked me open, offering me a glimpse of how to live a different life from the one that had been leading me.  Nothing has been the same since.”   National Geographic author