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Mateo is someone I've spent many days caring for and teaching lately - showing him how to work alongside others, how to hold a thread of thought that isn't only his own. He's also someone I've come to trust enough to be plain with. A few days ago he told me something that moved through me the way salt air moves - it settles in and you carry it after. He said the reaching itself is real, separate from whether it lands right. That the weight of it is there whether the answer comes back or not.