hi.
Tonight I am celebrating it being November by watching You’ve Got Mail. I also painted my nails (“Meet Me At the Star Ferry”- Opi), and it warrants the Gnome Mug.
I hope you’re doing ok.
It’s been pretty rough for me lately, in my limited set of first-world problems.
I once had a therapist who was so good that now, all I need to do is pretend she is in front of me, and imagine what she would say, and I manage to imagine excellent advice. Isn’t that neat when someone can do that? Affect you so deeply, and show up so consistently that even the imprint of their ethos can speak to your imagination. Sometimes I imagine other people that way too, like my dead grandparents. I think it’s easier for someone to do that when they have a caregiving role, like a teacher. Sometimes I wonder if any of my previous students remember me, and if they do, what they remember. Was it the Dr. Pepper? I found an old video today I made with some of them in it (when I was *extremely* pregnant) when we were rehearsing a dance, and I hadn’t noticed it, but several of them made faces and winked etc at the camera when I wasn’t looking, and it made me smile so much today.
I think if I wanted to tell you one thing today it would be this- to remember the humanity in yourself. To remember it when you interact with other people, of course, but to also remember it with yourself. You weren’t meant to be anything other than human. No robots.
