January 17, 2021
There is news today, but nothing that cannot wait. I'm going to fall into bed to get ready for whatever this week decides to bring.
One thing, though, before I fall into oblivion: This is a traumatic time in so many profound ways, and we are all exhausted. But for all the trauma around us, there is reason to be at least a little excited. We are so very close to a new era....
I'll see you tomorrow.
[Photo, Azimuth, by Peter Ralston]
When we think about the traumas of the last few years, we will remember the people who kept us going, the people who made a difference, the “ordinary” people who reached for the extraordinary and lifted up their fellow citizens with knowledge and thereby somehow made us feel connected to something larger than ourselves. Thank you.
The quiet is beautiful. Taking my run this morning, I had to smile thinking, "This is the last Sunday of the Trump Administration, and hopefully the last Sunday of the Confederacy." As Jean Luc Picard would say, "Make it so."