Today I took this photo. I could write a caption about "reflecting" or I could just reflect--on this day and the utter horror I feel, on silence from a supposed leader and the impassioned words of those who have stepped up to fill his void. As a rule, I surround myself with the brave, the creative, the compassionate, the articulate, and the curious. "Life's too short!" we say. "Life's too short for the toxic, for the cruel, for those unwilling to engage from a place of empathy and educated insight. Life's too short to listen to those who don't seem to know when they have nothing to say." But what if that's not enough? What if life is in fact too short to stay still, to stand still, to feel safe in our echo chambers? I reflect. I reflect. I reflect. I reflect.