In this issue, we’re exploring all the nuances of simplicity - how it often eludes us but is ever present and available, ultimately our choice.

We sat across from one another, dark eyes transfixed and attentive to one another’s words, I to her native language, she to my adopted one. Twenty-five years later, with little contact and many countries in between, it was comforting, heartening, to be able to reconnect so effortlessly, as if our legs were just as toned as they had been back then, as if our skin were just as taught and smooth. As with our unadulterated appearances, we could be real with one another. In unhurr