This week, briefly: 1. I thought I needed a lemon but I didn't 2. You were too busy dancing to see the green light 3. Wondering whether knowing someone, any someone, is a series of small distances—further away from them, closer to them, towards—if any decision or comment or question or thought moves you in tiny increments, degrees, the distances closed and then opened. I'm thinking of it as an overall closeness, or an overall moving-away-from, that all of the interactions you have with any one person add up, that you have a total, and that this total will either be a kind of distance, a kind distance or an emptier distance, or it will, when talking about the ones who know what shape your arms are, be a slow, ever-closer closeness.