Two weeks of necessary quiet, interrupted by the sound of breaking news alerts at dawn.
Been moving between textures lately - the weight of grief settling into my shoulders after my uncle's funeral, the warmth of my husband's presence during his week in Beirut, the cool morning light filtering through familiar windows while simultaneously in pain for Gaza, Iran-Israel-US escalations … and each headline that is adding another frequency of surreal lunacy to navigate while trying to hold space for personal loss.
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