I’m currently reading Bob Brown’s memoir which references this snippet of Drew Dillenger’s poem Hieroglyphic Stairway. The simplicity of his rhetoric overwhelms me with guilt and urgency. There’s a constant dichotomy inside my head in trying to balance what is comfortable and what is right and I’m yet to find the centre. I feel forever at odds with reconciling what my conscience says I should be doing versus what is actually in the capacity of just one person to achieve. I haven’t found my symmetry yet so let me ask you, what did you do?