The same sense of disconnection, expressed differently in each of us.

My brother and I are both ill at ease with certain aspects of society.

For him, we're too far removed from our food.
We push down little plastic squares all day, and some ones and zeroes change in a computer.
We stop at a fast food place on the way home, and get some stuff that was probably recently an animal, and some more ones and zeroes change in the computer.
We don't enjoy our work, and we don't enjoy our food, because we've lost the connection between the two.

His daughter, and my son. Gorgeous little cousins

I feel, and I think I've always felt, that we're too far removed from our money.
We get these coloured rectangles, but they don't feel valuable. Put me in a plane to pretty much anywhere, and they won't be accepted as money. Send me back 1000 years in a time machine and they'll be enjoyed as an interesting oddity, but they won't be money.
They didn't cost anything to make, so why would they be worth anything?

Dan just posted his introduction this evening. He'll be telling the story of how he suddenly became completely deaf in his mid 20's, and how his bionic ears helped him continue in his role as a Search and Rescue crewman on the Rescue helicopter, here in South Australia.

My boy, Henry was just practicing being a patient, although I should have warned his mum before I sent this photo

His discomfort over our food situation has inspired a love of foraging, and a fondness for a plateful of native Australian fauna and flora over the European produce we've shoehorned into this environment.
My money concerns have inspired my love of crypto's and precious metals, and brought me here.

I'm really glad he's coming too.

We're starting to see more engagement from a broader range of contributors, which is something to really celebrate and embrace.

As always, have a fantastic day.