A good night for old cartoons

“Life feels gentler lately. But also horrific. Gentle in my personal spaces. Horrific in the public spheres. Both true at the same time.”

I've been really enjoying Annie's writing lately and last night I read this post and the above resonated so strongly. I immediately copied it into my journal. I've been home alone for a few days and they've been quiet, slow moving days. Snow is still on the ground and the sun has been shining so brightly warming the house that I feel languid in the afternoons. And yet there is so much awful out there. The dissonance is odd, but also as Annie says, both things are true.