The only places that make sense to me right now are walking trails in the trees. The simplicity of bird song and rain drops hitting leaves. Nature is where I can recover. For when I go back indoors, Zoom meeting and meetups are all performative, people talk about things I have a hard time wrapping my head around like wanting to travel and self development, and they are just a click away from Covid stats like 1 person dying every 33 seconds in California. I am way happier with the dirt and rocks and rain. Otherwise the cognitive dissonance gives me headaches.