Surviving December With A Calendar Full of Jam

The thing distracting me from globally bad news is, unfortunately, a little daily treat.

The days are getting shorter. The wind has been bitterly cold for much of the past week. For three days in a row, I looked outside and it was lightly flurrying. The news has always been bad, but it feels exquisitely, especially bad recently. We watch our country make regressive reproductive health decisions and stupid public health decisions about closing its borders before discovering that the newest…