When it’s MY pain, I’m standing alone in it.

When it’s “THE” pain, it has the whole universe

As the climate burns and cities burn, and communities and families are harmed by maniacal presidents I am reminded that I am thirty-seven years old, a third-ish through an imaginary life (two-thirds of a lifetime from an imaginary death). When a journey is in our future, it is never too soon to check out the travel guides, learn the customs, and study t…