it was, wasn't it. births and weddings and funerals. we partied and wept , celebrated armistice and mourned wars. it's like that sometimes. sorry. all the time, every minute of every day, has been from the beginning of this kaleidoscope merry-go-round of aliveness that runs through us as it does the bugs beneath our feet, and like them, even in the midst of the greyest sadness, someone is humming something beautiful, new and untold.
like this year. without our permission, we're pushed into its breach, all of us together, every story falling before us, brand new. let's tell some great ones, of courage and kindness and robot-ninja prostitutes with hearts of gold.
i made a mix of some songs that have kept me company these last months in the hopes that it does the same for you in the ones that follow. the world is a better place with you in it. be brave. we're in this together, and everything you hope for, in your deepest heart, is true. love.