World events seem, simultaneously, perilously close and impossibly distant. Palpably meaningful and totally facile. Organic and constructed.
The audacity with which (almost exclusively) men in suits are playing with lives about which they know next to nothing is both frightening and fascinating. It bears no resemblance to reality yet is reality.
My nature is to believe in authenticity, but I'm finding it only in the worried looks of friends in unguarded moments.
So, I'm "going dark" for a few days.
I need to let things coagulate. And get some rest. Watch this space. 'Bout a week?