Two years ago, I had one of those days. On that day, someone met me for the first time. As I recall, we weren't even introduced, just placed close together in a room by chance. To this day, I don't think I would recognize that person on the street. But they formed a judgement about me, a judgement I knew nothing about until today.
Today I learned that my child's daily life is being affected by a single unremarkable encounter in my life from two years ago.
Today, I suddenly realized: I know what Shirley Jackson was talking about.
revisit: Littling Along
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