Still here

Sometimes when I wake up I think, “Wow, I’m still here. I can’t believe I’m still here.”

Then I look around the room and marvel at how blessed I am to be safe, alive, surrounded by modest comforts, and living in this time period, which may sound crazy after last year. But even with the current of chaos, I still have access to fresh food and water. I have furniture and art. I have a choice to pursue fulfilling work. I feel both lucky and blessed to just be here in this time and in this place.

[from January 2020]