It has been a sad and depressing ...week, ...month, ...season?  Life?  I don't know, but I hope this darkness lifts.  And I am glad this man is in the same world as me, at the same time as me—if for no other reason than to reinforce a feeble hope I have that people are all that really matter; that connections between souls are indeed possible; and that the dirty, cheap, puny things we do to each other both personally and globally have not, yet, submerged us completely.

There may be hope.