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RT @FullFrontalSamB: We hope Bloomberg isn’t feeling singled out, unfairly treated, or harassed by the other candidates over stop and frisk… | 1 month ago
RT @JessicaTaylor: Warren seemed to be praising Bernie at first and then undercut him. That's called the "Bless His Heart" move here in the… | 1 month ago

What I've Been 'Gramming

Some pics of my mom on her deathiversary. On the last few slides, I wrote about grief in the time of COVID-19. (Not for the faint of heart. I will always be this intense. What can ya do?)

I can’t believe this was me and Donna (and my finger) less than two weeks ago in Florida. Everything right now is eerie and hard and scary, but I am so, so thankful I got to see my family just under the wire. I was ready for new beginnings and change this month, but the universe had other plans for all of us. It feels impossible to see a bright side while we’re in it, but there are little wins here and there: some people are connecting more, some are getting some rest, some are reflecting, some are feeling empathy for others that they haven’t felt before, some are learning how to be alone with their thoughts, some are able to feel seen for problems they had way before this that are now in the spotlight. While this quarantine hasn’t changed my day-to-day life a ton (since I’ve spent months in unemployment isolation), there has been something comforting about everyone being in a very similar state. It feels like my problems just got absorbed into this big ball of community angst, disappearing into it while we all feel each other’s joint anxiety and pain. Something about that has let me release self-blame because I know I have absolutely no control now. And more importantly: I never really did. Maybe I wasn’t ready for change yet. Maybe I still had to let go. What have you learned from this weird time?

More shots from the Dali exhibit at Selby Gardens. The butterflies, eggs, eyes, and other surreal elements corresponded with a display of his illustrations (I couldn’t get shots of those).

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