We Will Survive This | 2.4.21

Hard to feel like we’re covered by anything other than a broken roof, after all this, some storm always on the horizon, ready to soak all that dwell beneath it. It’s been almost exactly a year now since this test began, since we’ve been so thoroughly and frequently pushed to the very edges of ourselves, and I know how ragged we’re all beginning to feel. I know we see hope like light through the cracks in our ceilings, I know we believe in it and watch it take the shape of vaccinations, of new administrations promising to help fix what’s broken, but still we shudder.

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