How’s everybody doing?

I thought I’d ask because when last I checked, the virus was acting like a wet Gizmo when fed after midnight, the world at-large was a raging hot mess of anger, a speeding, flaming rock came within only a few million space miles of taking us all out, and my student loans have yet to spontaneously combust, like Edward Cullen at the height of an Australian Summer!

Right. Seems like there’s a lot going on, and all of our mental health seems to be hanging on by the barest of threads.

If it’s any consolation though, I’ve certainly found that there is value in making space for yourself in the grand scheme of things. One way to do that is to journal. I realize that documenting my weeks; the things I’ve done well and even the things that I’ve struggled through have helped me process this sensational human experience into more manageable, bite-sized pieces. I’ve also returned to a more consistent fitness routine. Pushing myself and comparing my gains and losses to MY gains and losses has been not only healthy, but super therapeutic. And lastly, I’ve been buying books. Likely my favorite pastime ever, Amazon will never go out of business so long as I can get my hardbacks delivered next day, just in time for the errant winter whiteout or impromptu trip out of state.

Now, I’m certainly not ignoring the very serious matters of the day nor pretending that things are not somewhat dire and difficult right now. What I am doing however, is offering a little hope and extending some grace to us all, so that we can get through this thing intact. Over the next several months, I hope you intend to do the same for yourself, and each other.

All the best.
Your friend,

T.M.