Back in 2022 was the last time I was truly afraid for my own life.

But when we watched millions of Ukrainians flee--& millions of other displaced people learn in shock that the rules *could* change, for some--fear switched off in me.

It's all so arbitrary: who gets to live a good life, who gets to *live*.

This morning's news comes to me like a lot of reports over the last 2 years:

As a reminder.

The world is not fair.

Whatever kindness we show in an unfair world, though? Now that's a gift.