I have been thinking a lot these days about something that happened long ago – so long ago that my memories may not reflect so much what actually happened, as what I remember about it. It is a story about how a lot of small things can come together to create something that can never be undone, so slowly that you don’t see what’s coming until it’s too late.

In many ways these days, I see it as a parable about what happens when old systems are coming to an end and something new may be trying to emerge. And how little we can see of that bigger picture even as we are in the middle of it.