Wednesday

November 29th

In this current shitstorm it’s easy to get overwhelmed by what might happen tomorrow or next week or forty years from now. Maybe you’re like this too—I’m obsessed with the future. Obsessed to the point of complete derailment. This is something I force myself to remember: for the most part we have no idea what will happen in the future, and sometimes knowing this can create its own kind of weird, illogical optimism. I hope you’re okay.