The Month I said Yes

I couldn’t stop creating even as the funds dwindled. I made zines, documented the early stages of burnout recovery, and found my footing as a multimedia storyteller.

There’s a lot of bad shit outside and all I know about this year is: I want to party and shake my ass on a regular basis. I need dance breaks in the kitchen while preparing for a meal for community. There simply hasn’t been enough impromptu “Hey,