In Mountain View, and I think in most of California, the sky is really a miracle. You could be out getting ice cream and trying to figure out if you want cheesecake or lemon, and meanwhile the sky above decided to recreate a whole biblical scene, like a classical painting. Things are especially incredible after it rains, which it rarely does. I think I’m grateful that I can witness nature, these random bigger-than-life things. I think I’m saying I’m grateful for being alive.