True fact: you may, someday, be more renowned than Taylor Swift. Equally true fact: you may labor and love in obscurity for all of your days. Most factual fact: either way, you’re in good company.
It would be a strange thing not to acknowledge that strange things are happening. Unsolved Mysteries has returned.* Tiger King now seems like ancient retro viewing (we were so young then!). Ordinary people are becoming opinionated experts in virology. And galumphing hordes of cats are getting adopted in strange and wondrous ways.
Why do we size each other up so we can nibble each other down to size? Must we dress each other down rather than dress each other up in our love?
The world is, wants to, and/or will be open again. Are we?
What shall we be scared of today, kittens? I know, I know! Let’s go with “being changed.”
When the world opens, will we be open? What if it has to shut again, like a luminous eye that suddenly snaps shut when dust flies in? What if things get better, or worse, or both in different ways? What if…?
We all continue to learn how to navigate the uncharted waters of this pandemic. We are at the place in this unprecedented time where we now start to look to the future.
They’re not here yet. But there’s no question: they are coming.
This, my dears, was no ordinary February. This was the big one.