Over the past month or so, so much has happened. I would sit to write, and more things would happen, and I’d have new thoughts, and before I could write them, something ELSE would happen.

It’s been a tiring, emotionally fraught, absolute slog of a month. Death, in many forms. Dementia and the mental decline. So many realizations about the state of our world, and how far it is from the world we actually want. Bad people winning. Good people taking Ls.

I’ve adjusted my worldview quite a bit. Had a ton of good people on my team, loving me and mine. Maybe I’m not meant to influence the world, just the world I’m in. I won’t reach millions but I can make things better for one, four, ten? That may have to do.