Things I Learned In 2020

Rage doesn't help. Sorrow doesn't, either. Both reactions are appropriate.

Birthdays

I love you, Mom. Happy birthday.

This is a systemic failure, and being angry with one another won't fix it.

I know what I like when I hear it.

Somewhere ahead of me is "new normal," but I can't see it yet, so I don't know what it looks like.

My mother rejects the Oxford comma.

It always comes back to the personal, doesn't it?

There's something satisfying about defending your life and the lives of your comrades with something you'd find rusting on the floor of your garage.

There is one destination here, and all I can do is try to give them life and comfort as they travel the path.

It's hard to imagine even massive sums of money could produce so many shiny, streamlined skyscrapers in just a few decades. But damn, they're pretty.