Usually they're interactions with people. Sometimes they're songs on the radio. Or glimpses in the distance. Or an obscenely pretty sunset. Or little hits of achievement. Not perfect, still trying. Still getting somewhere.
- The kids are debating Star Wars. They've by now almost all discovered Star Wars, The Avengers and Pokemon. This leads to some pretty interesting discussions. And me chiming in a lot to correct misinformation. Pronunciation of Leia. No, Leia's middle name is not Leah. Darth Vader is Anakin Skywalker. [explosive sound; mind blown] Maybe I should go watch Star Wars now. Hm. I don't know as much about Pokemon or The Avengers, but I do know Iron Man's real name is Tony Stark. You're welcome, Q.
- Artists being super-nice and responsible. There's a stereotype...perhaps you're familiar with it, perhaps not...that artists are irresponsible, perpetually late and generally loaf-abouts. If you've ever experienced artists like that (and I have) you have my sympathy. I've been running around collecting art to donate to my dance company's silent auction and I'm happy to report that the three I've talked to have been absolutely responsible, nice and apologetic when appropriate. Anchorage artz reprezent.
- Glimpse of my Code Angel. Always nice, always weird. Code Angels are...crushes, basically. Yup. Crushes. Just a slightly cooler name for it.
- Getting to talk briefly with people who should probably be my friends. Would be my friends if I and they had more time and weren't so introverted. Although I suspect to think that the secret to a successful friendship is...distance.
- Excellent yoga class. Just breathe and sweat and...mostly breathe. Breathing's the hardest part, you know? Also, Kim is my favorite pagan foul-mouthed female Christopher Walken yogi ever.
- Being able to lose a pound a week, despite everything. Thanks, body. I know you're tired right now.
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