9 November 2026: It's been a rough day. Lots going on and just non-stop (though, as always, the students were the best part). So much bull to navigate.
It. Just. Keeps. Coming.
In a conversation with a friend where I got emotional, I mistakenly thought she was attributing my emotions to grief.
"I am more than that, though," I said, interrupting her, a clumsy way of saying this wasn't about grieving my parents and everything that has happened this past year.
Again, that's not what she meant, but I am still proud for saying it--because it was clarifying and affirming.
I don't want that to become the "answer" for everything I've been feeling lately.
I think the grief means the tears come sooner, as does the anger and frustration.
It's part of it, but just a part.
8 November 2026: Though I originally thought I'd go next week, I decided to see the Rude Mechanicals' fall production, Twelfth Night, this afternoon. I am glad I did--not just because it was good (the Rudes always put on a good show)--but because it was a nice break from a busy day and kind of made me hit "pause" on my stress button. I know that seems antithetical, but it worked.
Also really love how this version, with a 90s vibe, incorporated music. Some of those songs are like a time machine.
1 November 2026:
"The only truth that can remain
The better part of bravery
Is in the letting go"
Wildwood is astonishing.
