Accept and embrace, ad nauseam in through the looking glass.

  • Dec. 17, 2021, 2:29 p.m.
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Following the news of this newest virus variant and feeling increasingly fearful that this winter will echo last year’s. The restrictions, the isolation, the bitter cold required for any interaction.

But maybe instead of fretting about it, I should just accept the possibility.

What sustained us then? What can I cultivate in our days to make this life, whatever it ends up looking like, as joyful as possible?

This is where my energy needs to go.

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