This time has allowed me to look at myself through a different lens. As I can see a quiet city outside of my window, I dream of the many places in the world I have had the privileged to visit. I travel there through my mind despite the reality of the walls that keep me confined to home.

These self impressions remind me of the impact on the black community - my community. It also causes a time to pause and think about color and what makes me different. It's about our bodies and how we treat ourselves as well as the way we have been viewed and tended for considering a long history of inequality. The virus has done more than poisoned thousands of Black Americans, it exposed the divide and inequalities that still exist amongst minorities in this world.

What happens when we all get that little bit of time we always wanted/ asked for? Do you turn it on yourself? Do you turn it on your community? Maybe we use it as a mirror to things we were gonna do but just did not have the opportunity to do it.

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Don Brodie