I can’t hold on to a single thought:  the murders in Orlando, world and US politics, the death of a 21 year old friend, and perhaps, what I hope is only a momentary experience of “adjustment fatigue” to change.  The bottom images in this piece are me throwing and kicking and being angry and miserable.  The top images are life flowing forward through those not touched by pain at this moment.  I experience life as liminal between a yin/ yang of tensions.