Yesterday in the grocery store a man and I were standing in front of the yogurts; he was holding a large carton of nonfat plain yogurt and kept looking at me like he had something to say, and because I’m a hypervigilant enneagram 2 atomic people pleaser I was very aware of this, and I smiled and opened up my body to indicate I was open to talk, and he said Do you know anything about yogurt?

And i said Why yes, I do.

And then he told me he was trying to eat healthier and that he was going to try bananas and strawberries with some yogurt and see how it went, he’d never eaten such things, it was always bacon and eggs, and I told him that’s what I eat and it’s a very good breakfast; very satisfying.

Then I explained the difference between a Greek; a country yogurt; a nonfat, a low fat; a cream top. In the end, and after about five minutes of deep debate, he went with a cream top and a whole milk Greek. They were on sale for 5.49 each and he said Why not, we’re experimenting.

We’d 100% get in a fight online about our politics given the chance, but in that moment he was a man trying to be healthy and I was a neighbor with some answers and there was an enormous amount of love between us, and it was the best moment of my day.

I keep saying I don’t know what to do right now but that’s a lie. I know what to do. It’s this. More of this.

We live in a world where war makes perfect sense to people and where love is treated as silly and naïve and dangerous; I already got a message when I posted this tot IG saying nope, not gonna love fascists, and for a moment I felt so fucking dumb and irresponsible.

But as anyone who’s ever tried to love an enemy knows, war is fucking easy. Try loving someone your society has trained you to hate.