Good things should come from all of this. It most certainly seems a lot like it’ll be the inverse such a statement- but every crisis is an opportunity. Or so has been heard said. And though there will be and already are likely means of malevolence about this yet unseen post-modern predicament our species finds…
It is a nice number. At least regarding how us humans like to stack numbers. Those tasty patterns. And what a nice one ‘ten’ is, right? Lines up wonderfully within the hundreds, thousands, and so on.
I don’t do enough, right? There’s stuff to be done, and here I go again, not doing. Guilt ridden in a world for me to maybe be a beam of better instead of all this not that I am.
It was intentional. The gap, I mean. All that space and time between the last time I had done this up until the now which finds me here again. Seems like an eon. Seems like a minute.