Part of the reason I’m celebrating 30 days of 30 is so that I can acknowledge the small moments and the big moments, the ordinary and the extraordinary; the celebration is designed to blur the boundaries between these distinctions and to raise the question of the necessity of separating the ordinary and the extraordinary. Yesterday brought this to the fore. The main crux of my celebration of 30 days of 30 yesterday was waking up at 7:30 AM to wait …