Hello Big Team! It’s been a rough few weeks in the world. Together, we’re trying to navigating COVID fatigue, the murder of Daunte Wright by the police, and the gorgeous yet ominous weather that suggests the possibility of a blistering hot summer among a million other dumpster fires both individual and collective. Personally, I’m still trying to find my footing in a post-book-taking-up-my-whole-brain-every-minute-of-the-day world, I’m reconnecting with my community after months of isolation, and remembering that people exist in more than two dimensions. I’m remembering what it’s like (very Frodo on Mount Doom vibes) to sit next to real human being, to just smile and smell them and feel like you can sense the way even their smallest movements disturb the air. To be close and together. There’s an automatic kind of safety that comes with that, a sense of safety that many of us have been deprived of for a very long time.
Why this is not the Farm Fight Club
Why this is not the Farm Fight Club
Why this is not the Farm Fight Club
Hello Big Team! It’s been a rough few weeks in the world. Together, we’re trying to navigating COVID fatigue, the murder of Daunte Wright by the police, and the gorgeous yet ominous weather that suggests the possibility of a blistering hot summer among a million other dumpster fires both individual and collective. Personally, I’m still trying to find my footing in a post-book-taking-up-my-whole-brain-every-minute-of-the-day world, I’m reconnecting with my community after months of isolation, and remembering that people exist in more than two dimensions. I’m remembering what it’s like (very Frodo on Mount Doom vibes) to sit next to real human being, to just smile and smell them and feel like you can sense the way even their smallest movements disturb the air. To be close and together. There’s an automatic kind of safety that comes with that, a sense of safety that many of us have been deprived of for a very long time.