April 8, 2021

We need a certain distance from an experience before we can write about it. There are rough drafts, for sure, but the final edit only comes with hindsight. Everyday, in my head, while I walk, I am writing drafts. Rough drafts on what it feels like to not have seen my Mum in over a year. Rough drafts on recovering from burnout. Rough drafts on moving masked around your own home when your child tests positive for Covid. Rough drafts on the maddening injustices and inconsistencies of pandemic life. Of life. In between drafts, I seek out beauty. I seek out artists doing imaginative things. I seek out stories of humans stretching beyond their comfort zones. Of finding silver linings in the struggle. La Parachute is one segment of the grapefruit. But a vital one. It’s where I come to escape, to explore. To prepare for my next draft.


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