“Remember you are water. Of course you leave salt trails. Of course you are crying. Flow.” —Adrienne Maree Brown, Emergent Strategy: Shaping Change, Changing Worlds There is an artificial glow that leaks over our days. Our eyes have slowed their blinking while, night after night, the flickering blue light of screens illuminates our faces in darkened rooms. This peculiar false moonlight is bright enough to light our skin, held only inches away from our noses. It does little, however, to brighten the parts of us that need it most, leaving untouched the places within us that require something other than stimulation to be held up to the light. Social media promises us like-minded friend groups, nourishing interaction. It coaxes us in on the illusion that, by design, it’ll help us feel seen. In the same breath, it asks us to manage our appearances, to curate ourselves into versions that can be easily read and quickly affirmed. It tugs at our attention, continually pulling us elsewhere, away from real-world possibilities for real connection and belonging. No …