“...their heads turn. So does mine. To look back ahead. Just as the sun rises. With the six of us on this hill and the packed kale house behind us - I feel sentiments far beyond this sunrise, this morning, this moment. We filled an empty house. I'm thirty-seven. Just yesterday I was twenty and meeting some of these people -people that I'd spend my life with, that'd become my home.”
Book:Some Kind of Perfect