Earlier in 2020, as part of class I heard Sir David Foster Wallace’s story about how “... two young fish swimming along meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says, “Morning, boys. How’s the water?” The young fish swim on; eventually one says, “What the hell is water?” This story stuck with me through the fluctuating realities of 2020 and its tumultuous calls for community responses towards a global pandemic, the turbulent uproars against racial and gender injustices- and the persistent mental struggles. All throughout, I, a “young fish” attempted to see “the water”- what I value most: my sillage (n.)- the degree to which a fragrance lingers in the air when worn. It’s my imprint on where I go, who I interact with or what I do. 2020 has been a year of reflection, growth and presence. Through the scars, I have come to learn who I really am. This growth is compelling evidence that humans are fundamentally similar; that is perhaps why hindsight is and always has been 20/20!