i am grateful for:
1) that wobbly, excited, scared feeling of impending adventure
2) being mainly ok with the book remaining in seed form for now
3) a writing buddy who whispers the universe’s wisdom to me all the way from paris
4) not pushing the river
5) meeting at the crossroads of misunderstanding, knee-jerk reaction, sweaty frustration, disorientation, love, and willingness, and walking toward home together, hand-in-hesitant-hand.
6) the way trying to understand actually peeks through my resistance to understanding anything other than my own understanding. hello, grown-up self. pull up a chair. have some tea.
7) the ping of incoming email
8) heirloom tomatoes drowned in olive oil and salt
9) seaweed
10) little sprouts of my teaching potential
11) people who keep journals
12) packing in an orderly way
13) valerie cherish in the comeback. lisa kudrow, you are a genius. where are you? when can i see more of your brilliance?
14) paperwork, done
15) books on anatomy. is it weird that i really want to see a cadaver? i’m not sure i wouldn’t pass out, but i love the idea of seeing how it all looks in there.
16) gourmet popsicles
