However, somehow both slowly and all at once, I’ve become preoccupied with this idea of community. Maybe it came about from setting up life in a new city amidst a pandemic, knowing no one and faced with establishing connections from scratch during a time when people were intentionally creating distance between one another. Or, it could be due to the loss of a long-term best friend that took me by surprise and left me with almost no one to confide in. Or, maybe it was the 3am health crisis that my roommate had; and as he laid seizing on our apartment floor, despite being in a building full of people, I felt myself at a loss on who I could call on for help.

Whatever the cause, community is at the top of my mind in ways that it has never been for me before.