And here we are again. November 25th. Nine years since I first texted Sarah from the piano bench in the back room. Five years since I told Nina that I had set a calendar reminder so I would never forget, and she told me to download the little memory. A lot’s changed since then. Looking back on my year by year anniversaries I got today, I can see each version of myself, smiling down at my phone and wondering how I got here. How did I get here? Who knows. Maybe one day I’ll sit down and trace the lineage, memory by memory. Until tomorrow, with love. - B