The other night

"How are you feeling?"

"Honestly, I feel like I could connect with my partner more. I'm not really feeling good about it. Some thing's off balance. I felt a heaviness all during yoga today."

In the bakery, a man sat with a woman. Over coffee and snacks, their dialogue was straight from a Woody Allen film – simply a lot of waxing on about the complexity of relationships and ethical dilemmas, all wrapped up tightly in cynicism.

The boy a few tables away broke from his frozen focus to stand and pace. He went back and forth for a while and then balked – a characature Eureka! moment. He returned to his chair, typing, then raised his left hand and waved it in the air as if he were conducting the words on the screen.