They would want us to see everything, like they do, from a bird’s eye view. To stay focused amid the bizarre rhetoric of the ultra-conservative. To stay so loving and open in the face of so much hate. To step one foot devotedly in front of the other. To listen to the kids. To chit-chat with strangers. To talk to relatives who don’t get it. To exist, unabashedly. To wear the out-there outfit. To make a goddamn scene. Sometimes, you have to be willing to ruin a dinner party to get to paradise.