“From the top of Castro Street, it looks like a river of people. It looks, I realize, like a march – rows and rows of people, gathered to exert their power. Only this time we aren’t marching. We don’t need to show our numbers to show our worth. This time our power comes from staying in this space, from walking the hallowed ground of our history and bringing it to life. I am alone, yes. But I am a part of everything. I feel it – I’ve been living in a world, but what I have is a universe.”
