Everything that’s been going on has been insane. I’ve been thinking it’s all in my pain. But it’s all of ours. Everyone I know thinks they’re on an island. They are starving. But there are lush fields from ear to ear right between us. There’s no harsh waves. We’re not insane. It’s just the world we are living in. If you can learn to love yourself you can start to help again. But until then I’ll love you regardless and hold your hand. We can go have a party or stay in. But whatever we do it’ll be



