thank you, sister.

this past year has certainly twisted my seasonal angst around the pressure and manipulation around the holidays, as well.

i appreciate knowing i'm not alone... and that tending to my cynicism may not be a flaw in my aging character but perhaps a twisted gift... demanding i take notice of a world beyond the safety and privilege of my earthly cocoon.

being one of the hundredth monkeys matters in a society where compassion and an empathetic perspective are silenced to grease the wheels of ignorance, arrogance, and entitlement.

denying the truth steals hope from tomorrow.

so thank you, my friend... together we'll manage.

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