“I am very old” heard when touching and swaying with a giant sequoia on campus

“I see you” from the crow that hangs around outside my office window in loud knocking sounds

“I love you but I’m very afraid” from the lovely stray I feed every day when she looks at me through the window and makes her eyes lapse into a happy slit, a cat’s squee love

“You don’t have to apologize for who you are”  booming in my head so loud I swear it came out of the wall above me.