If I leave this year with no other prayer, it has to be this:  may we have the strength to overcome our separate worlds and our individual quirks and be as supportive of others as we possibly can.

Last night I had nightmares like I cannot remember having before.  All about friends misunderstanding each other and betraying each other and quibbling over their misunderstandings and betrayals.  There was also something about shifting and disappearing – I left my purse in some guy’s apartment and when I went back up the stairs to get it, the door was still there, but the apartment itself was moving like a train.   When we get back to some kind of society  I hope we can get through the idiosyncrasies we’ve acquired from living our narrow lives and be there for others.

My own incredible limitation that has been honed during this period has been that even though I pretend not to react to positive feedback, I brood over negative comments.  Sometimes I can learn from criticism, but not always is it meant to be constructive, and that hurts.   I want to be the kind of person that people learn from and that brings people together – and whenever that doesn’t work, I feel like I lose something valuable.