“You and Dad already voted, right, Mom?”
“Kid, your father and I became U.S. citizens specifically so that we could vote. We don’t miss an election. Yes, we’ve voted.”
I’m not gonna lie, I’m looking at today’s midterm elections with some trepidation: I feel like the results will show me exactly what America is made of.
Go vote for love and light, friends.
Your life is amazing. You have the evidence to prove it.
I’m getting keenly aware of time.
Definitely not the sort of person you meet every day.
Be better than authentic.
My friend Jenny told a ghost story, which reminded me of one of my own.
It’s possible that playing in the dirt is addling my brain.
Thoughts about the Super Wolf Blood Moon, Martin Luther King Jr., and our responsibility to each other.
I seem to have a focus problem.
I’m suddenly realizing what a privilege routine is.
We live in strange times.