staring at the blank page before you
Hello, hi.
The news of the world continues to grind my brain to a halt (delaying this). The blinking cursor reminds me that I don’t know what to say, so I let days go by knowing full well that waiting to write until it feels appropriate, until it’s not a week of immense tragedy, is an entirely futile game. Don’t hold your breath, babe.
This country cont…