We owe ourselves more. Hell, even my sitting here, writing this, you reading, our relationship as brief and transient as it may be. It's a start. Let's get to widening the cracks we've been forced into until the hills ring with the thunder of fissures birthing the face of the new world. Our world, whatever we make of it.
Hope everyone's keepin' warm. Beautiful sunrise over Columbia. Later today: Articles other folks wrote and I throw at you in a nice neat stack, videos, politics, and maybe a recipe or two.
