The pandemic is making us hesitate before helping others. It makes us care more about the current crisis than the bigger crisis on the horizon. And people don't even think about it.
At the beginning of the year, I started sleeping on the floor. After years of neck pain, lower back pain, and sleeping issues, I had tried everything else.
We need to deal with our trauma, our bad experiences, and the things that happen to us. I believe we should journal first, share later, instead of venting on impulse.
I'm not a winter person. Actually, I really dislike snow. But today, the German winter is at the small portion of the Venn diagram, where the sun is warm enough, the snow is packed tightly enough, and the wind is calm enough, where even I can appreciate the winter landscape.
I used to write a lot of poetry. The loss of a close friend made me stop and it took years for me to open up enough to try again. Today, I share one of my poems.