He said: Dad, you know we never really touch?
I said: What do you mean?
He said: We’re just clouds of atoms. What you feel as touching is just our clouds mixing up.
I said: Really?
He said: We are clouds living inside clouds. Our spirits are like magnets for the atoms.
Oh, I said.
And I thought: This 8 year old child has just told me more about the universe and the wonder of us than all the books I have ever read.
