It made me reflect again on how we can, if we choose, make the past possible by connecting with it now, to go against time's arrow and enter creative time to nurture the past to connect it to this present, and future. I suggested the audience send some love back to the 1992 version of themselves, which I think creeped everyone out, but I was serious. (Pretty much every word in this paragraph needs quotation marks around it, but if you're still reading you probably are already on the same page about the ultimate non-linearity of time, more or less.)
So that's what it meant to me. Anyway, I figured the best way to celebrate was to do some more improvising, since that is another thing that collapses regular time, and who doesn't need that? Also it was a hell of a party. Thanks Gail O'Hara!