It’s so far a pretty quiet week which is very welcome, though that gives me more space to be sad …
Pandemic journal: Week 13
I’ve just had so little interest in what’s not important to me, and so little patience or energy to equivocate.
Pandemic journal: Week 12
The first week of June was intense.
Pandemic journal: Week 11
Summer, friendship, a childhood memory. And the new wave of uprisings.
Pandemic journal: Week 10
On leadership, burnout, and gratitude for the deep support of others.
Pandemic journal: Week 9
Internal movement research, friendship, roses, ostriching.
Pandemic journal: Week 8
A week that felt like a turning point, almost two months into shelter-in-place.
