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Thoughts

My therapist asked me to describe my thoughts, and what they looked and felt like.
Here they are.

Rollercoasters

I have two favorite kinds of rollercoasters—the Freak Out and the Gravity Wheel (I’m not sure what the actual names are, but that’s what we’ll call them.).

August Reading Log

I had surgery in the middle of August, so I read a few more physical books as well as audiobooks!

Buzz

A poem about all the thoughts running through my head.

Hollywood Nights – My Weekend in LA

In June, I took a road trip to Los Angeles for the UCLA Extension Certificate Graduation, since I earned my Certificate in Screenwriting for Film! And I REALLY wanted to walk across the stage, since I wasn’t able to for my Bachelor’s degree.

A few weeks before my trip, my favorite podcast, Dungeons and Daddies, announced they were adding one last show to their east coast live tour, a stop in Los Angeles. The DAY BEFORE my commencement. So, obviously, I had to go. As a graduation present to myself, and as a treat for a rough year so far.

Movie-a-Week Log, Weeks 17—27

Forgot a little about this challenge, but here we are!

Pat’s Cat

Throughout my life, my grandmother loved books. She would give me Barnes and Noble gift cards for Christmas and birthday, her shelves were overflowing, and she would have a book in her sunroom, bedroom, car, even her bathroom.

My First Pride After Five Years

I first went to Pride in the fall of 2019, my sophomore year of college; the town my university was in always had their Prides in October, so that the college kids who went home for the summer could participate.

I was still new in my identity, and even though I was going to meet a few friends there, I was nervous. I hid the pride flag I bought at a school event as I walked to where I was meeting them.

When I got there, however, I felt better, freer. It felt right, being there with my friends and in this community. The parade was filled with so much light and joy, and I even found myself tearing up at the beauty of it all. Next to us sat a mother and her child, and when the parade finished the mother turned to her kid and said, “Do you know why we have this party? This party is a celebration of love, and loving who we want.” It was hard not to sob at that.

I looked forward to the next Pride parade in 2020, but, unfortunately…you know.

Late last year, I visited Oregon again. Of the many things I planned to do, Pride was one of them. It had been five years since I first went. Now, I was…still new and unsure in my identity, for I had changed labels to ones that felt more “me” in the moment. I’ve still grown–with my chosen family, with my community, and within myself.

In 2019 I sat near the back of the parade. In 2023, I sat directly in the front, seeing everything first. No matter where I sat, the experience was wonderful. I got to see friends, even some that I hadn’t seen since college, and it was great to see so many communities come together to show their pride.

I’ve grown a lot in the last five years–six now, since it’s currently Pride month. It’s impossible to truly know oneself, since we are constantly changing and evolving. I am not the same person I was five years ago, one year ago, even one week ago. And I think that’s one of the main principles of Pride: loving yourself, no matter how many changes you go through.

That, and remembering the roots of Pride, and fighting to make sure we all can live a safe, peaceful life.

I Left a Message for my Grandmother

I left a message for my grandmother.
It rang three times, then a woman who wasn’t my grandmother spoke on the phone and told me that the person you are trying to reach was not available now, and at the tone to please record a message.

February Reading Wrap Up

I have been powering through books like nobody’s business lately, and in an effort to get back into consistent blog posts, I wanted to dive into some of the books I finish in February! (Yes, I know I am very very late). I have to say, I have never read this many books in a MONTH before. My secret: AUDIOBOOKS!! I got a library card in my new city, which I then used to sign into the Libby app, and then went to town!