When I'm stuck in my apartment, consumed by work, I'm stuck in my own head.

When I return to the real world... without *immediately* running into situations that remind me how much it hurts being caught in the middle of belonging somewhere (two yesterday! back-to-back!)...

All is much better.

*So* many of us are fighting tough battles for safety and belonging.

But where we all "belong" is as allies in the struggle. Just doing our best to make sure the table is long enough to seat us all. 🕊