Someone from the periphery of one of my past lives gave me
this picture. I have a fleeting recollection of the moment – I think my brain
was rather empty, or unable to process what I was supposed to be feeling. Here I was, dressed for Graduation from Middle School. I like how the picture is a little bit creepy.
We were living in a Deep East Texas trailer park. Each
trailer was situated on at least one acre of land. Ours was a three-bedroom:
parents and new baby Michael in the master, a room for four boys, and a
room for the four girls. My dad built bunk beds – two sets for each bedroom. There was a connecting bath, like the
Brady Bunch. All the wars you can imagine happened there. The eldest son lived in the camper out back.
In this picture, I’m wearing the graduation dress that was
made for me. One of the school counselors had approached my parents about the
pending ceremony and asked whether she could arrange an outfit for me. She took me to the mall, and we shopped
I'm nostalgic today. Remember that moment when Yes We Can turned into Yes We Did? We did that.
We elected the first-ever Partly Brown Man to head the United States of America. Our history evolved from systemic oppression to actualization of The American Dream, and then we let it roll back.
I was accused, by friends who self-identify as pro-equality freethinkers, of being racially motivated to vote for Obama. I'll cop to that. I never expected him to be a Magical Politician. I voted for the only Brown Person Non-Good-Ol-Boy to get to the Superbowl in my lifetime, because I could. Because I was sick of the White Patriarchy holding all of us down; not just brown people, all of us. Systemic narcissism hurt me, too, and it still does.
We overcame. And then we stayed home, and the White Patriarchy stood up.
No, this also affects you.
Moneypenny is not just a secretary. She is a bright, forward-thinking young person; she is the future of America. She helps me try to unravel the …
I don't feel like going
outside, but I have this thing to do I really want to do. You know what
an introver...maybe you don't, exactly. You might think an introvert
is a standoffish person who likes doing things alone, but that's only
part of the story. The part you need to know is this: Let the introvert
do her thing, but keep communication open - even if there isn't any
sound. The introvert doesn't want to be alone; she just can't control
the energy draining from her. Interaction is an app that saps the
I first moved to Annandale, VA, I realised the danger of withering completely alone. I researched to find people I could deal
with doing things I actually like. It is useless to force yourself to do
things you dislike just to connect with humans - no, it really is.
See above comment on sapped battery.
So I found this book club, and we're reading one book for over a year now: Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid. We