USA. Minneapolis, Minnesota. April 5, 2020. Last year I began a correspondence with a man who has been in prison since 2003. His letters have taken on new meaning in the wake of the pandemic and “stay at home” orders. While I would never compare these constraints to incarceration, his words are nonetheless helpful. “It all boils down to limits,” he recently wrote, “Whether enforced by nature – biologic or social, tangible or abstractions – we all confront the parameters of our cage eventually. What we do when we reach those bars helps define us.”