Dear T,
I don't think I can talk about this, but right at the end of session today--maybe it was because I was wearing my glasses right after we'd scheduled? But I was looking at you and for a minute, it was like I really saw *you*, like I was taking in the gray in your beard, almost like I was seeing you as this whole person? Not some idealized being. Maybe it's because you told me about the arthritis in your ankles and also your recent athletic victory. I don't know. It felt meaningful in some way.

Or maybe it just means I need to be wearing my glasses for more than reading and driving...

Love,
LT