these far and starlit shores

And yet, everything has changed: I am a woman, and I have a career, and I vote, and I hold property in my own name; I am white, and I am married to someone who isn’t, and this would have been illegal 50 years ago in most states in my country; I hold autonomy over my own life, and no matter how far we have to come this is still true, and no matter how true it is, I have to keep fighting to make sure it stays so, not only for myself but for everyone. The only way forward is to believe, a willed decision in the face of all evidence, in the teeth of doubt. And here, for once, Hugo and I are entirely in agreement.