Welcome to another Monday, and welcome back to our daily open thread.
I went to a protest here in New York Friday night, which was a weird experience after spending three months studiously avoiding people whenever possible. It wasnāt the most organized march, not helped by the fact that itās really hard to hear what people are saying or chanting when everyoneās wearing masks, but there was something wonderfully comforting about its stumbles.
One of the most moving parts of being at the protest for me was when we were marching by a house, and a little kid and their adult came rushing onto their stoop with a giant banner that said āBlack Lives Matter.ā People honked from their cars and cheered from their windows, and it was cool to see so many people getting involved in whatever way they could. Whoās to say what this week will bring, but at least, to quote my shameful top image, weāre all in this together.
How are you finding community, especially in this time when weāre both called to be with each other but still feeling the need to stay apart? Howās it going?
