 I'm late for an appointment, so I decide to go to that and then, you know, continue as I'm coming back. And as I cross the street of my apartment into the park that borders on our street, Flumeau Park, Amsterdam's largest park, I actually see her on a bench underneath the shade of a tree. And I sit with her for a moment, mostly just overjoyed that she's there and that she's okay because my mind was already rushing to all these awful things.