What have I signed away?

"It's just that the balls quotient of everything has become distressingly high, you know?" I said to spatch.

Especially since I had written a letter to Mayor Wu and the Boston City Council about it, it was nice to read that Boston has declared itself an LGBTQIA2s+ sanctuary city. At the moment it is primarily a statement rather than an implementation of policies, but it is a statement I am happier to see the city have decided to make than not.

Tonight I wrote letters to both of my senators and to the minority leader of the Senate whose twenty-four-hour about-face on blocking the further democracy-destroying Republican-pushed funding bill certainly didn't help the optics of Democratic Jell-O in action. I hope they are read and make any difference. The brakes-off feel has been only accelerating.

How is this year going? I haven't even made hamantashn for Purim. I did manage to light the candle for my grandmother's yahrzeit. I saw some beautifully sun-fired birch bark while out walking and had a conversation which improved when it turned from contemporary politics to Phanerozoic extinction events. The lunar eclipse to which I have been looking forward for months may be clouded out. I want my time back inside my own head.