Redtember 2020 - Day 22 - Cornelius Ruck 7.12

By the time I was 6, my father had taught me that a microscope is essentially two convex lenses in relationship to one another. I’ll never forget the joy on his face as he helped me make my first one, then watched as I went into the yard in search of bugs. The idea that a whole world that I couldn’t see had suddenly revealed itself and been brought into focus– felt like a miracle.

Because it was, given how often we miss what’s right in front of us.

What I see right in front of me is someone I misjudged. What’s happened tonight, I should’ve known. You could never have done it.

