I love it when others are attuned to the same things I am. It makes me feel that a particular theme is present for many people—floating in the ether—and that many of us are working on it.

This post was inspired by a book:

I started reading it—it’s about a cemetery caretaker.

A few sentences struck me, describing two elderly ladies who spend hours every single day tending to their late husbands' graves:

"They are our true ghosts—the ones who visit the cemetery every day. The ones who shuttle between life and death."