Can you smell words?

Finding joy amid the horror

Hi friends,

“Terrible, how are you?”

When I ask people how they’re doing at the moment, this is what I hear back. Or “depressed” or “burnt out” or some variation on “miserable.”

Honestly, I understand (or maybe overstand.)

I’m not going to wish you a happy new year. It’s not. Genocide rages on in Palestine, famine in Tigray, misery in DRC.

But I want to…