Greetings from Yangon.
I have lived in places where villagers would be chopped in half by gangs any day, tornadoes could sweep off the whole town any minute, mass killing on both sides of the country, mass shooting at schools nearby...
Things like that have been happening way before we were born, ups and downs of humanity right under our feet, waves of scares, but now we’re just more well informed. While it seems not much we can do, I actually always choose to see the small things, look at all the wonders life keeps revealing to us, and look for then focus on the goodness in people I encounter in my life.
And breathe.
And make music. Or watch Netflix, recently, when things get tough.
It is February 1st, 2021 in Yangon, Myanmar, I am still alive and healthy. We live. We carry on with hope. That’s all.
Love,
Chet