We walked to the first farmers market of the season this morning. Kiddo rode her bike and we laughed a lot as we all made variations on “who has two thumbs and wants coffee? this guy”
The market was bustling and the weather was perfect. There was an Irish band playing. I felt lucky that this is our community.
Since yesterday’s random reading was too heavy, I purposely tried to seek out lighter options today. I didn’t research too thoroughly, and realized a bit too late that humor doesn’t have to be light. I did laugh quite a bit at “The Last Normal Day” about the beginning of the pandemic. It really captured the chaotic wtf is happening feeling of it all. “Bettering Myself” was about an alcoholic and some of the character’s nonchalant descriptions of what she drank and how hungover she was just made my stomach feel sour. I guess both stories brought me back to different times in my life. It makes me thankful for where I’m at now. The poem contained this line:
“The way giggles sound sweeter when hurled against the din”
which is how laughing this morning felt.
While doing photo cleanup for June 7, I found a screenshot with this quote, “Glimmers are any moments in your day that bring you joy, happiness, peace, gratitude, or love, making you feel good. The more you look out for them, the more you’ll notice, and the fewer triggers you’ll encounter. We tend to see what we actively seek.”
Seems like good advice.
Today‘s reading
Poem: Meta by Rev. Robin G. Wright 2024
Essay: The Last Normal Day by Samantha Irby 2023
Short Story: Bettering Myself by Ottessa Moshfegh 2017
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