Unexpected bonding
This can take any shape
Today, write about an instance of bonding unexpectedly. It doesn’t have to be the tale of meeting your partner or best friend (if that’s not the same person); it could be a fleeting moment of bonding.
What’s prompted this is a flash of a memory of the time I full-on shoved a man to the floor of a city bus after a disgusting physical advance but what lingers about that moment now is not the repulsion or rage I felt about the man at the time, but the memory of a woman who said, “fuck yeah, she did” in a small but loud act of solidarity. It was fleeting, but in a terrible moment, she was with me and I knew it and that mattered. And, today, I will write about her and that gift.
Let’s write. We got this.
