I purposefully avoided the news and all the socials for many days. I'd go in bouts. Sign on for a minute, then runaway. Everything was too much. Too costly. Trying to exist inside this body daily is exhausting enough, adding the apocalypse on top of it is crushing.
I miss being silly. Ridiculous even.
I want to scream and cry in rage. I also want to hug everyone and cry from joy that I'm so loved and that I get the privilege to love.
I might go on another news fast in a day or two. I might inundate your feed with scorn and bitterness.
I also might try to find my glimmers and share them.
