You know, when you catch that glimmer in someone’s face. They reveal that they know your name. They reveal parts of themselves that feel like parts of you. You knew them before, or you feel like they have always been there. There’s a piece that brings you back, asking, what is this? Maybe you met at a party in 1992. Maybe it’s the Mandela Effect. Who knows. But those kindred spirits are rare. You want to share things with them and learn about their world.  It is what it is.