Statistically, I will never be remembered for any singular great act or offering of art. But it's in the shrouded and undocumented moments of history where humanity wrote our greatest stories, shared our warmest meals, and embered our brightest loves. And that brings me comfort.

I believe in you, stranger ! Be gentle with yourself !

Sending you some strength, friend. I know we are all tired, but we are not the ones who failed us.

Our elders lost sight at times as well, but we made it this far. That strength is in us. We will persist. ♡