Can’t everyone stop arguing about masks and broken political systems and on and on so we can get to the good stuff?
Chant it with me: Renaissance. Renaissance. Renaissance.
No Phoenix sets herself ablaze to become the same bird.
No caterpillar disintegrates in the chrysalis to come out a caterpillar.
Death. Rebirth. Transformation.
There is no such thing as a new normal. There’s only what you choose and what you accept. The best part of chaos is you get to choose who comes out on the other side.