I saw your quote from The Velveteen Rabbit. That book means so much to me, but I haven’t read it in so long, so I took it out of my bookshelf, blew the dust off the cover, listened to the crackling of the old spine as I opened it, ran my fingers over the pages, yellow from age, and I thought to myself, “We can never lose of what’s important, no matter how far below it’s buried.” And now I’m tearing up.