I'm considering ways we inhabit a need for relevance. How do we perceive our agency in being connected, or to connect or to be seen. I'd like to believe our relevance (or lack thereof) occupies a slice of an expansive and mutating organism (reconfiguring tendrils), but visibility and what percolates (shoots) to the top above the surface seems to be more where we place importance. So we are left with a landscape of surfaces that continue to become flooded with a perpetual longing for relevance and hoping there are places and moments where time is taken to understand what led to the impact. Then I'm also considering relevance as connected to our economic survival. The economy of being relevant. The word of the day is relevance.