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 wasnât the most organized march, not helped by the fact that itâs really hard to hear what people are saying or chanting when everyoneâs 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 âBlack Lives Matter.â 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. Whoâs to say what this week will bring, but at least, to quote my shameful top image, weâre all in this together.
How are you finding community, especially in this time when weâre both called to be with each other but still feeling the need to stay apart? Howâs it going?
