To today's visitor,

I started the daily letter in 2010 as a practice, noticing the small things that make us human. A door held. Someone giving up their seat without being asked. A couple holding hands.

Truthfully, it's something I lost. So after a decade away, I'm starting again. Quieter this time — one letter, written to whoever's here today. No feed, no archive, nothing to scroll.

Thanks for being here.
— Dave