Was at a restaurant and old woman at a table next to us was loudly telling her friend about how her son “was there, but he didn’t really do anything” and I did the Matt Johnson watching the Hangover in 2008 face when it clicked that she was talking about January 6th
Had a vision of a primitive woman weeping, calloused hands and feet, desperately trying to save her sick child long before disease even had a name. Somehow our eyes met and I recognized her as my ancestral foremother. Anyway after that I went back to playing video games