I'll stop with the animated Gifs soon, I promise, it's just they reduce a frightening world to a closed loop, a finite universe in which my feelings are fully contained and easily defined.
Me? Oh, nothing. Just making animated Gifs of animals using an app that was probably designed for 12-year olds.
Messing with animated Gifs reminded me of a tumblr I loved a few years back, If We Don't, Remember Me, which collects Gifs rendered from film scenes. The format lends itself to capturing moments of cinematic virtuosity, as in this example.
I'm sitting outside a coffee roaster in West Virginia, under a delicate snowfall of coffee ash, making hypnotic animated gifs of my dog sleeping. I guess that means things are pretty good.
I'm doing this from my phone so I can't even tell if it's working.