I went to a grocery store yesterday to pick up some last-minute items for our Thanksgiving meal. There I was, pushing my cart along when the background music shifted to Coldplay. My cart came to a stop, because I was suddenly transported to Soliton Space. I don’t know if the Bridge folks always played Coldplay before their gatherings, but they did whenever I was with them, so I have a strong association between Coldplay and Soliton. It was at Soliton that I learned I was not crazy; in fact, I was surrounded by people a lot crazier than I am.
For a brief moment, my loneliness disappeared.