Living in the city can make you feel so small sometimes. Just one among many. Anonymous. Unheard. Unseen.
And other times it’s like we’re a necessary piece in a delicately fashioned machine. We’re a part of something bigger. Some kind of force that is bigger than us and consumes the power of us making our community strong. And loud. The force that is a city. That force that is a community. That force that is Boston.
As Marathon Monday approaches, that force feels stronger every day.