Today is the day that everyone has been discussing for days, the 20th-anniversary day of the night when that strange wall « fell. »
Little has been said of how that wall came to be. Or how any wall comes to be. Or what constitutes a wall, or what constitutes a fall.
Much has been said of the division, the split, the separation, the two sides of the wall.
Remarkable, though, is how that wall in fact is/was a link, not a separation: Berliners were/are united by that wall, all of us everywhere were/are united by that wall — just as today memories of that night are recalled everywhere (or not recalled), by any number of disparate people, young and old. We are all sharing this moment, under the same sky, breathing the same air.
Just as we are all sharing every moment, under the same sky, breathing the same air.