All my friends are finding new beliefs

One is getting married in a month.

another is converting his thousands to ones,

One founded a startup to evaluate startups.

another changing diapers on her baby,

Somewhere within a mile, one is planning a trip

to find solace in a lover across the ocean,

and one across the ocean trying to find one

Within glowing screens each night.

Box breathing, Joy journaling

Running plans and Potted plants

Pave the road for the days to turn.

Most spend days managing

different forms of madness.

All my friends are finding new beliefs

And it's not all different from mine, but

Between video calls and coffee shops,

Elevator hellos and hallway goodbyes;

We are all falling forward.

Wearing new identities while

moments of naked

joy and grief and life and love

loses their charm unwitnessed

like a roadkill on a freeway.

The titile is inspired by a poem of the same title by Christian Wiman