Hey yous,
Happy 2021! Vika and I have been doing this (sound on):
2020 was a shit year for a lot of us. (And 2019, too! My stars.) Here’s hoping your year is off to a better start.
It sure is for me and not just because I enjoy saying “Madam Vice President.”
I try to not think in terms of years—hence, why I haven’t done a New Year’s resolution since my ill-fated 2009 attempt to watch every Colin Firth movie in existence. Years are mammoths. They contain too many meanwhiles.
Instead, I try to think in moments. Small mercies. Ordinary devotion (as Maggie Nelson wrote about in The Argonauts.) The everyday acts of kindness that will never go viral or make headlines, but nevertheless keep us going a few steps further down the dusty road.
To that end, I wanted to say thank you. I’ve never met a great many of you “in real life” (whatever that even is anymore) and yet your words, our brief or funny or intimate exchanges, even just the fact that you open and read these words once a month, all of t…