Now

February 7, 2026

We survived the winter storm, only losing power for about 24 hours or so. We stayed with family, so we were fortunate to not lose the privilege of a warm place to sleep. Nearly two weeks later, there are still a couple solid handfuls of people who have yet to get their power restored. It’s a mess, and all eyes are on our local power company.

Breathing through the current polycrisis is difficult at times. It’s weird to be an American right now. I keep digging for the hope, as the rage and guilt so far only detract from my ability to be a responsible human being. So: breathing.

I would like to post things that make me happy, things that feed my hope, things that keep me going. Maybe they’ll help you, too.